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[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair. The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders. I love how she leans on the bar. Look how she chats with the bartender. Her denim outfit is tastefully casual. Will I see her face? I can't wait. She turns! *Simon‽*
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Don't really know how I got into this mess. I did everything I was supposed to do. I took my time and watched him. Saw where he went and when. Now I'll never get paid. And he'll keep breathing. While I rot. Buried here. Alive.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe. She said she wanted to sleep with other people. Open marriage, she said, would spice things up. I winced and sat back, hands clammy. I'd never been with another woman. I'd imagined it many times. But now it's real. I stood up. "It's over. Goodbye."
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
This is going to be my best writing prompt yet. Well, at least it will be pretty darn good. Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least. Exceptional is a hard thing after all. It needs some extra zest though. Maybe work in some alliteration? Well written words win That was awful. So bad. Fuck.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
it was so massive and perfect, like the old one. it was big and pointy just fitting so right. it was like my father just smaller. I really wish you could see it. but then again I really don't. that's because its too big. you would judge me. Its my buttplug. my love. anal
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares. Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome. Now I must decide where my priorities lie. On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor. Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler. My losses are financially insurmountable. They offer a solution. Throw the game. Whistle Blows. FUMBLE!
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here". The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying. We have a TV, but it never works. The meals seem to contain... immitation meat? Strange people take pictures with me. Their kids crawl on me. Please, call the king. I need help. I'm Ronald.... McDonald.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
You want us to write a story with ten words? And then one word less each sentence after that? That seems like it would be really hard. Why are you asking us for this? Are you some sort of sadist? I think you must be. Such a strange request. I won't participate. It's impossible. Goodbye!
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed. He said my second night will be the hardest. But William didn't make it past the trenches. I lay beside his body, still radiating. Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us. All this preparation for nothing. Seven years watching, waiting. "Please wake up." And then- Dawn.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Half the time all we want to do is wait. We wait for the time to come around. We wait for the right word to speak. We wait for the laws to change. We wait to speak against them. We cannot wait any longer. We must act now. Time is up. Speak out. Vote.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride. An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool. Tones so soft made by hands so strong. Rhythm is machine-like in his head. However, real soul is clearly audible. He nudges the piano keys. He nods in time. I'll remember this. For now. Forever. (Adapted poem I wrote about my father).
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Once upon a time, there was a redditor named /u/drewhead118. After posting a writing prompt, he felt really great. Searching for cool answers, he did not expect His post to become the hottest subject. Drunk on success, probably beer too, And one cocktail, maybe two, drew118 went to sleep, counting his sheep, and grinning: "(Bi-)Winning!" P.S. Thank you for this exercise, I loved it! And sorry for the [Charlie Sheen reference](http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Bi-Winning&defid=5642610), hehehe. EDIT: Line breaks.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
*"I...I had a question I wanted to ask you."* "You look worried there, kiddo. Are you feeling alright? *"It's about how I was born. May I?"* "...I think you already know. But yes." *"Are you my father? Are you?"* "That's not the right question." *"What's the right question?"* ""Am I alive?"" *"...am I?"* "No."
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
This is going to be a ten word long sentence. The next sentence will consist of exactly eight words. The above was a nine word long sentence. Followed by this seven word long sentence. And by this six word sentence. This sentence has five words. You guessed it, four. Three words long. Almost there. One.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
There isn't too much time left now that I look. I can already feel the light fading away now. My body shakes and my hands sweat uncontrollably. This is how people will remember me. My heart races in my chest. Early 2000s internet is forever. I can't die forgotten. The comments section. Click Submit. "FIRST!"
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I remember a time when my thoughts were with me. Or perhaps just another illusion of the failing mind. Reassurance from those who cannot bear to acknowledge. What a funny word for the end. Many syllables, yet no true meaning. Fleeting faces, distant shadowed whispers. Where am I now? Struggle to remember. Too hard. Sleep.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I sneak into the library, torch illuminating the expensive art. Each piece holds secrets dating back hundreds of years. Most people only see eagles, portraits, or landscapes. They're blind to the hidden truth within. I see the six-pointed stars. I see the inscribed pyramid. I see the truth. By Nicholas Cage, Associate Member, Illuminati
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
He didn't know how to make peace with his fate. He just found out that he was dying today. Seems like his life was only just beginning. And now it would be over, too. He picked up the loaded gun. Held it to his temple. "My life," he thought. "My choice, then." "Goodbye, world." *bang*
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
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If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Dedicated to my dad who sleeps through most TV shows, but when he wakes up, it's always during commercials. ______________________________________________ "We’ll be right back after this message from our sponsor!” Rogaine for my thinning hair, liners for my underwear. Those sticky serums soothe both cold and cough. The Clapper turns lights on and off. Vince Offer selling his Slap Chop. Anthony Sullivan on Smart Mop. Lame Tim Horton’s spot. Back to plot. Movie score. Snore.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I'm not sure how I can only use ten words. Seriously, what can I start to write with that? "Once upon a time in a faraway land..." Nah, that just sounds way too cliché. "Here I sit, all broken-hearted..." Nah, that ain't right either. Almost out of words?! We started already?! No redos?! Fuck.
If I had a nickle for every time I farted I would be a rich man, that's what I'm told. I would buy houses and cars and boats Turn those for sale signs into sold. But if I farted too much The joke would not last People don't like repetition I'd change fast. But wait, ***FAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT***
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I am going to perform a magic trick for you. It's not that hard, but it requires some skill. This ball will go right into my pocket. Did you see the trick that happened? It was not what you thought. The ball is not gone. It's in my hand. You missed it. I'm good. Tada!
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
The icy cold explosion encompassed him, numbing his every sense. As feeling returned he began to panic thrashing widely. His lungs burned urging him to breath in. Finally he gave in to the pain. He took a huge gulp. Water filled his lungs. He slowly sank. Consciousness leaving. Drowning.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Tell my wife I love her and to be strong. There's too much blood and I'm bleeding too fast. I wanted to see my daughter grow up. What did I do to deserve this? I'm going to miss my family. It's all fading to black. I miss them already. It's so cold. I'm scared. Mom?
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Another rib cracks, and I taste blood on my breath. The walls keep pressing in with an implacable force. They move so slowly but they haven’t stopped. Smooth metal, cold against both my temples. I can’t breathe, I can’t scream. I can’t feel my legs. They still won’t stop. Oh god, someone. Help me. Plea-.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair. The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders. I love how she leans on the bar. Look how she chats with the bartender. Her denim outfit is tastefully casual. Will I see her face? I can't wait. She turns! *Simon‽*
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Don't really know how I got into this mess. I did everything I was supposed to do. I took my time and watched him. Saw where he went and when. Now I'll never get paid. And he'll keep breathing. While I rot. Buried here. Alive.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe. She said she wanted to sleep with other people. Open marriage, she said, would spice things up. I winced and sat back, hands clammy. I'd never been with another woman. I'd imagined it many times. But now it's real. I stood up. "It's over. Goodbye."
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
This is going to be my best writing prompt yet. Well, at least it will be pretty darn good. Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least. Exceptional is a hard thing after all. It needs some extra zest though. Maybe work in some alliteration? Well written words win That was awful. So bad. Fuck.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
it was so massive and perfect, like the old one. it was big and pointy just fitting so right. it was like my father just smaller. I really wish you could see it. but then again I really don't. that's because its too big. you would judge me. Its my buttplug. my love. anal
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares. Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome. Now I must decide where my priorities lie. On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor. Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler. My losses are financially insurmountable. They offer a solution. Throw the game. Whistle Blows. FUMBLE!
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here". The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying. We have a TV, but it never works. The meals seem to contain... immitation meat? Strange people take pictures with me. Their kids crawl on me. Please, call the king. I need help. I'm Ronald.... McDonald.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
You want us to write a story with ten words? And then one word less each sentence after that? That seems like it would be really hard. Why are you asking us for this? Are you some sort of sadist? I think you must be. Such a strange request. I won't participate. It's impossible. Goodbye!
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed. He said my second night will be the hardest. But William didn't make it past the trenches. I lay beside his body, still radiating. Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us. All this preparation for nothing. Seven years watching, waiting. "Please wake up." And then- Dawn.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Half the time all we want to do is wait. We wait for the time to come around. We wait for the right word to speak. We wait for the laws to change. We wait to speak against them. We cannot wait any longer. We must act now. Time is up. Speak out. Vote.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride. An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool. Tones so soft made by hands so strong. Rhythm is machine-like in his head. However, real soul is clearly audible. He nudges the piano keys. He nods in time. I'll remember this. For now. Forever. (Adapted poem I wrote about my father).
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Once upon a time, there was a redditor named /u/drewhead118. After posting a writing prompt, he felt really great. Searching for cool answers, he did not expect His post to become the hottest subject. Drunk on success, probably beer too, And one cocktail, maybe two, drew118 went to sleep, counting his sheep, and grinning: "(Bi-)Winning!" P.S. Thank you for this exercise, I loved it! And sorry for the [Charlie Sheen reference](http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Bi-Winning&defid=5642610), hehehe. EDIT: Line breaks.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
*"I...I had a question I wanted to ask you."* "You look worried there, kiddo. Are you feeling alright? *"It's about how I was born. May I?"* "...I think you already know. But yes." *"Are you my father? Are you?"* "That's not the right question." *"What's the right question?"* ""Am I alive?"" *"...am I?"* "No."
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
This is going to be a ten word long sentence. The next sentence will consist of exactly eight words. The above was a nine word long sentence. Followed by this seven word long sentence. And by this six word sentence. This sentence has five words. You guessed it, four. Three words long. Almost there. One.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
There isn't too much time left now that I look. I can already feel the light fading away now. My body shakes and my hands sweat uncontrollably. This is how people will remember me. My heart races in my chest. Early 2000s internet is forever. I can't die forgotten. The comments section. Click Submit. "FIRST!"
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I remember a time when my thoughts were with me. Or perhaps just another illusion of the failing mind. Reassurance from those who cannot bear to acknowledge. What a funny word for the end. Many syllables, yet no true meaning. Fleeting faces, distant shadowed whispers. Where am I now? Struggle to remember. Too hard. Sleep.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I sneak into the library, torch illuminating the expensive art. Each piece holds secrets dating back hundreds of years. Most people only see eagles, portraits, or landscapes. They're blind to the hidden truth within. I see the six-pointed stars. I see the inscribed pyramid. I see the truth. By Nicholas Cage, Associate Member, Illuminati
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
He didn't know how to make peace with his fate. He just found out that he was dying today. Seems like his life was only just beginning. And now it would be over, too. He picked up the loaded gun. Held it to his temple. "My life," he thought. "My choice, then." "Goodbye, world." *bang*
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
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It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
Dedicated to my dad who sleeps through most TV shows, but when he wakes up, it's always during commercials. ______________________________________________ "We’ll be right back after this message from our sponsor!” Rogaine for my thinning hair, liners for my underwear. Those sticky serums soothe both cold and cough. The Clapper turns lights on and off. Vince Offer selling his Slap Chop. Anthony Sullivan on Smart Mop. Lame Tim Horton’s spot. Back to plot. Movie score. Snore.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
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Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I'm not sure how I can only use ten words. Seriously, what can I start to write with that? "Once upon a time in a faraway land..." Nah, that just sounds way too cliché. "Here I sit, all broken-hearted..." Nah, that ain't right either. Almost out of words?! We started already?! No redos?! Fuck.
It had not yet dawned on me what I'd seen. Terror knocking on my door, striking me with fear. They warned me it would be here, awaiting. Not a hand around to help me. Is this my inevitable, unquestionable death? It's menacing, piercing green eyes. And so, he spoke. "Onions have layers." My fate. Shrek.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
I am going to perform a magic trick for you. It's not that hard, but it requires some skill. This ball will go right into my pocket. Did you see the trick that happened? It was not what you thought. The ball is not gone. It's in my hand. You missed it. I'm good. Tada!
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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The icy cold explosion encompassed him, numbing his every sense. As feeling returned he began to panic thrashing widely. His lungs burned urging him to breath in. Finally he gave in to the pain. He took a huge gulp. Water filled his lungs. He slowly sank. Consciousness leaving. Drowning.
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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Tell my wife I love her and to be strong. There's too much blood and I'm bleeding too fast. I wanted to see my daughter grow up. What did I do to deserve this? I'm going to miss my family. It's all fading to black. I miss them already. It's so cold. I'm scared. Mom?
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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Another rib cracks, and I taste blood on my breath. The walls keep pressing in with an implacable force. They move so slowly but they haven’t stopped. Smooth metal, cold against both my temples. I can’t breathe, I can’t scream. I can’t feel my legs. They still won’t stop. Oh god, someone. Help me. Plea-.
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair. The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders. I love how she leans on the bar. Look how she chats with the bartender. Her denim outfit is tastefully casual. Will I see her face? I can't wait. She turns! *Simon‽*
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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Don't really know how I got into this mess. I did everything I was supposed to do. I took my time and watched him. Saw where he went and when. Now I'll never get paid. And he'll keep breathing. While I rot. Buried here. Alive.
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe. She said she wanted to sleep with other people. Open marriage, she said, would spice things up. I winced and sat back, hands clammy. I'd never been with another woman. I'd imagined it many times. But now it's real. I stood up. "It's over. Goodbye."
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
This is going to be my best writing prompt yet. Well, at least it will be pretty darn good. Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least. Exceptional is a hard thing after all. It needs some extra zest though. Maybe work in some alliteration? Well written words win That was awful. So bad. Fuck.
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it was so massive and perfect, like the old one. it was big and pointy just fitting so right. it was like my father just smaller. I really wish you could see it. but then again I really don't. that's because its too big. you would judge me. Its my buttplug. my love. anal
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The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares. Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome. Now I must decide where my priorities lie. On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor. Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler. My losses are financially insurmountable. They offer a solution. Throw the game. Whistle Blows. FUMBLE!
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here". The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying. We have a TV, but it never works. The meals seem to contain... immitation meat? Strange people take pictures with me. Their kids crawl on me. Please, call the king. I need help. I'm Ronald.... McDonald.
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure
You want us to write a story with ten words? And then one word less each sentence after that? That seems like it would be really hard. Why are you asking us for this? Are you some sort of sadist? I think you must be. Such a strange request. I won't participate. It's impossible. Goodbye!
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed. He said my second night will be the hardest. But William didn't make it past the trenches. I lay beside his body, still radiating. Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us. All this preparation for nothing. Seven years watching, waiting. "Please wake up." And then- Dawn.
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Half the time all we want to do is wait. We wait for the time to come around. We wait for the right word to speak. We wait for the laws to change. We wait to speak against them. We cannot wait any longer. We must act now. Time is up. Speak out. Vote.
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I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride. An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool. Tones so soft made by hands so strong. Rhythm is machine-like in his head. However, real soul is clearly audible. He nudges the piano keys. He nods in time. I'll remember this. For now. Forever. (Adapted poem I wrote about my father).
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I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall
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Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.
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She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...
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Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.
I'm afraid I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't know where any of this is going. I've just been away for so long. I don't recognize anything around me. Everything is moving so fast. It's making me tired. Have to rest. What happened? Oh...