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She sat in Seat No: 72. I sat behind in 76 thinking up my perfect chatup line. Unable to just talk to her.
12:22 AM Oct 28th
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He's in a club, alone. Surrounded by music and possibilities. Only improbabilities. Nothing is impossible.
12:21 AM Oct 28th
from Birdhouse
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She hated the soles of her shoes getting dirty. He gave her his Italian jacket to clean them. After the meal she was still unhappy.
3:00 PM Oct 3rd
from Birdhouse
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What's that noise? she asked. Nothing, I replied, it's just my phone, I pressed the wrong button. As usual, she said.
2:13 AM Oct 3rd
from Birdhouse
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Blessed lights flicker through the infinity of expectation. The hyperbole is too much for some. For others it's their delight.
9:57 AM Oct 1st
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His sentimental ideology. A little goes a long way. The office place: a 21 Century temple. Let us pray.
12:26 AM Oct 1st
from Birdhouse
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He contemplated the fascinating reality of the octagon, lost in the incredulous and the geometry of possibility, real life a dim echo.
12:07 AM Sep 29th
from HootSuite
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As I skydived towards Paradise Island, to spend the rest of my life in blissful luxury - I realised I'd forgotten to pack my parachute.
11:54 PM Sep 28th
from HootSuite
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Rain drips from trees. Thunder in the distance. A cuckoo calls. I see you sitting on the bench but you are not there.
11:52 PM Sep 28th
from HootSuite
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So much unsaid. And yet all has moved on. Damp leaves and winter bonfires. Smoke rising through trees. Letters in a shoebox.
11:51 PM Sep 28th
from HootSuite
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As I sank into the murky water I remembered her sweet smile. 'I promise I'll return,' she'd lied. Bach played me into unconsciousness.
11:51 PM Sep 28th
from HootSuite
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Shame on you. They lifted the golden veil. They shamed our princess. Now I must restore our pride and grow the worlds biggest cucumber.
2:24 PM Sep 22nd
from Birdhouse
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He wanted to hibernate. Spend a year in a burrow. Go underground. Warm in his nest. Eat nothing but oatmeal biscuits and milky cinnamon tea.
10:32 AM Sep 22nd
from Birdhouse
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Those scheming wizards stole his money box and the codes for his rare chocolates. Anyone on a sugar buzz will be hunted down.
10:25 AM Sep 22nd
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A monster terrified the village. It ate 63 people. I slew it with an elephant gun but had to leave because I loathe attention.
1:06 AM Sep 22nd
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Jake climbed an ocean and swam a mountain. He did everything wrong. One day, he said, I'll do something wrong and it'll be right.
11:20 PM Sep 21st
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She ended every relationship, not receiving a sign it was right. Dumping all those men because the clouds didn't say 'yes'.
8:15 AM Sep 21st
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The spiders were coming into his room again. Hundreds of them with their steely teeth and digital chatter, keeping him up at night.
8:06 AM Sep 21st
from Birdhouse
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He got a train inland. Sat by a lake to watch the sun go down. Slept under a palm tree. Drank coconut juice for breakfast. Monday: reality.
8:02 AM Sep 21st
from Birdhouse
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Richard Mallory wrote a novel and instantly misplaced it. Now it's a 'lost masterpiece'. He hopes he won't ever find it.
7:59 AM Sep 21st
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- Name Small Stories
- Location London
- Web http://bit.ly/LDJ9Q
- Bio A Twitter nanofiction project by @smallstories culminating in an ebook at Feedbooks http://bit.ly/2l7tFs
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