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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 | “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.
| 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. | |
[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! | 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. | |
[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 | 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. | |
[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. | 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. | |
[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.
| 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 | |
[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. | 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 | |
[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.
| 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 | |
[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! | 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 | |
[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 | 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 | |
[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. | 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 | |
[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.
| 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. | |
[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. | 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. | |
[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.
| 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. | |
[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! | 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. | |
[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 | 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. | |
[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. | 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. | |
[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. | 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. | |
[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.
| 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. | |
[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! | 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. | |
[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. | 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. | |
[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. | 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. | |
[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. | 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. | |
[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. | 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.
| |
[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. | 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. | |
[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. | 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. | |
[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. | 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. | |
[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. | 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. | |
[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. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 held the knife to my throat, her eyes furious. It was a mistake; I didn't think it through. Cheating wasn't on my mind at the time. I begged her not to do it. But could she really kill me? She knows me too well. I'm better than this. Or am I? Not anymore. Shame. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | Damned but walk once more in the dead of night.
Reaper gnawed on the bones of a billion souls.
For eons walked the hills in the dark.
Four pillars ran cold from now onwards.
Lifeless thoughts turned inside-out, marking eternity.
The markings tell one story.
Moral of the story:
Death humbles everyone.
Ever humbled:
I. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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's so much to do and so little time left.
The world is an oyster in my outstretched hand.
My thoughts fly faster than dates and projects.
I'm on full power without eating or sleeping.
People aren't keeping up with me.
Maybe I should slow down.
It's getting dark anyway.
Why even try?
Alone now.
Again. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 beat of the monitor started drifting off minutes ago. In an odd way, the changing rhythm brought comfort. The past three months had built to this. It felt unsatisfactorily short yet wonderfully long. Either way, he was finally ready. At least, he thought so. His strength was fading. Memories floated around. Wishes too. Soon. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 never thought I'd watch my own light die out.
It struggles, flickers, but can't burn through the dark.
Death is real, but not until the end.
At the end, it's all there is.
Death of spirit, not of body.
Of all I could be.
Everything that matters.
Hungry darkness.
Victorious.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | "Please don't jump, my love, we can get you help!"
He scarcely hears her over his own thumping heart.
Something within him knows he won't back out.
*It's far too late for that now.*
City lights illuminate from fathoms below.
Shrieking winds make him shiver.
He sheds a tear.
She's screaming now.
One step.
Silence.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 a beautiful day, not a cloud in sight.
I was excited to meet my girlfriend in town.
Cycling down the hill, I felt so happy.
The wind felt good in my hair.
Jumped my bike off the curb.
See a car approaching fast.
Too late to brake.
Here it comes.
Cloudless sky.
Black.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 walked over to where I had last seen her.
In winter frost sparkles along the pier like diamonds.
A still image of her hand in mine.
We used to walk here every day.
I always knew I missed her.
It’s hard to look back.
Consumed by the blue.
She left me.
My daughter.
Alone.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 live as long as the possibility of your love.
When that is gone I will have no reason.
I will have to deny myself all hope.
That will be less painful for me.
Then there is only one question.
Is hope or hopelessness worst?
The thing with feathers.
The starless night.
The gods.
Hell.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | Grief is a hard mountain to climb when you're young.
I used to go to see my grandfather regularly.
He lost the battle against terminal lung cancer.
He used to tell me old stories.
Of his days in the navy.
The places he had been.
The people he met.
Now he's gone.
I mourn.
Grief.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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!" | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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! | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 didn't bother me that I would grow old alone.
Most people don't have anyone in their lives, either.
It's so easy to get used to loneliness.
I am consistent: work, sleep, work, sleep.
Routines cloud the months and years.
One sunny day, you're there.
You look at me.
My heart thaws.
My love.
Soulmate. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | By the time you read this, I will be gone.
Already I can feel my mind beginning to deteriorate.
I was so confident that I was right.
I didn't stop to consider the consequences.
Of course the formula would work.
And it did work, but . . .
My mind is going.
I love you.
I'm sorry.
Goodbye. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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* | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
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Buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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's a funny thing, guiding someone when everything is new.
We learned together, carried on, somehow made it through.
You always seemed to visualize me as invincible.
Oblivious to reality: you made me whole.
I remember lifting you up high.
I can't anymore, you know.
You have learned enough.
My work's done.
Your turn.
Go. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 did the math and figured it was on point.
If everything went according to plan I'd be rich.
I would take care of my debt first.
So many bills and habit to boot.
Check into a rehab center somewhere.
Got a throwaway for cheap.
My hands were shaking.
"Where's the money?!"
Pocket change.
Fuck.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 have got my drinks, snacks and freshly charged controllers.
Everything is set up for an awesome gaming night.
Even some weed I have saved for weeks.
Now, what games should I take out...
Maybe some racing or fighting games.
That should do the trick.
Only one thing missing.
The crucial part.
You know...
Friends.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | Honestly, you were never a decent person to begin with.
Even in your final moments, I doubt you'll understand.
Though, I suppose it doesn't really matter now.
In a few seconds, you'll be dead.
People will always forget the man.
But his crimes still remain.
That, they never forget.
But *you,* though?
I'll remember.
Always. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | Sometimes I feel like the world is shrinking around me.
I see fewer new faces, just the old ones.
I think stale old thoughts for each meal.
I eat cereal instead of good books.
I draw breath in ragged gasps.
When did I get old?
Have I been sleeping?
Have I lived?
Not yet.
Someday.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 news said that our city was hit the hardest.
I think I hear them running down the hall.
I need to get my family to safety.
That son of a bitch bit me.
I don't know what's going on.
The infection just keeps spreading.
My family left me.
I hear them.
They're coming.
Help. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | Cutting your hair at home is not a great idea.
At least if you do not have steady hands.
It started off fine but a little uneven.
Now I'll just fix the other side.
Wait, now the back's too long.
Clippers were a bad choice.
Buzz cuts are in.
Little bit more.
Too much.
Bald. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 please do not touch me there or here
oh please do not touch me there or
oh please do not touch me there
oh please do not touch me
oh please do not touch
oh please do not
oh please do
oh please
oh | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 were exactly fifty five of these strange little things.
They were strung, line by line, in descending order.
Rows upon rows, each shorter than the last.
All honing in on some intangible topic.
I didn't know what they were.
And they rushed at me.
What were they called?
It was time.
I remembered.
Words. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | Jessie's job was working for the city, cleaning up roadkill.
I can't help but see irony in his death.
He probably looked like a deer in headlights.
Which is what he was cleaning up.
That SUV didn't even see him.
Flattened him out real good.
It was road kill.
Leaving him, well.
You know.
Roadkill. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 eyes fell upon this perfect woman, my hearts unrest.
Never have I felt this pounding in my chest.
Never have I left my thoughts behind me.
I could be everything I could be.
She could be everything with me.
Or all could be lost.
Should I not try?
I walked by.
She smiled.
“Hi”.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | Timmy had been my best friend since the first grade.
Over the summer, we hung out every single day.
We played pranks, told stories, made great memories.
We knew we would always be friends.
But now school has started again.
Timmy used to be nice.
He stole my juice.
I want revenge.
Die, Timmy.
Burn. | My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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 | Looking in the mirror, I puffed my chest out arrogantly.
I flexed, and admired the aesthetics of my physique.
Vascular arms, the chiseled abs, and V taper.
And then my eyes stopped short, shocked.
I trembled as the realization dawned.
I've made a huge mistake.
How did this happen?
I skipped it.
Leg Day.
Again.
| My son cried as he watched his grandmother get buried.
"Son... some things happen that no one can prevent."
He looked at me with a pleading look.
"Does she hurt like you said, daddy?"
My eyes started to water up.
"No, buddy, she feels better."
"I miss her, dad."
"Me too, kid."
I sobbed.
"...Daddy?" | |
[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. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 held the knife to my throat, her eyes furious. It was a mistake; I didn't think it through. Cheating wasn't on my mind at the time. I begged her not to do it. But could she really kill me? She knows me too well. I'm better than this. Or am I? Not anymore. Shame. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 | Damned but walk once more in the dead of night.
Reaper gnawed on the bones of a billion souls.
For eons walked the hills in the dark.
Four pillars ran cold from now onwards.
Lifeless thoughts turned inside-out, marking eternity.
The markings tell one story.
Moral of the story:
Death humbles everyone.
Ever humbled:
I. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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's so much to do and so little time left.
The world is an oyster in my outstretched hand.
My thoughts fly faster than dates and projects.
I'm on full power without eating or sleeping.
People aren't keeping up with me.
Maybe I should slow down.
It's getting dark anyway.
Why even try?
Alone now.
Again. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 beat of the monitor started drifting off minutes ago. In an odd way, the changing rhythm brought comfort. The past three months had built to this. It felt unsatisfactorily short yet wonderfully long. Either way, he was finally ready. At least, he thought so. His strength was fading. Memories floated around. Wishes too. Soon. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 never thought I'd watch my own light die out.
It struggles, flickers, but can't burn through the dark.
Death is real, but not until the end.
At the end, it's all there is.
Death of spirit, not of body.
Of all I could be.
Everything that matters.
Hungry darkness.
Victorious.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 | "Please don't jump, my love, we can get you help!"
He scarcely hears her over his own thumping heart.
Something within him knows he won't back out.
*It's far too late for that now.*
City lights illuminate from fathoms below.
Shrieking winds make him shiver.
He sheds a tear.
She's screaming now.
One step.
Silence.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 a beautiful day, not a cloud in sight.
I was excited to meet my girlfriend in town.
Cycling down the hill, I felt so happy.
The wind felt good in my hair.
Jumped my bike off the curb.
See a car approaching fast.
Too late to brake.
Here it comes.
Cloudless sky.
Black.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 walked over to where I had last seen her.
In winter frost sparkles along the pier like diamonds.
A still image of her hand in mine.
We used to walk here every day.
I always knew I missed her.
It’s hard to look back.
Consumed by the blue.
She left me.
My daughter.
Alone.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 live as long as the possibility of your love.
When that is gone I will have no reason.
I will have to deny myself all hope.
That will be less painful for me.
Then there is only one question.
Is hope or hopelessness worst?
The thing with feathers.
The starless night.
The gods.
Hell.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 | Grief is a hard mountain to climb when you're young.
I used to go to see my grandfather regularly.
He lost the battle against terminal lung cancer.
He used to tell me old stories.
Of his days in the navy.
The places he had been.
The people he met.
Now he's gone.
I mourn.
Grief.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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!" | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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! | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 didn't bother me that I would grow old alone.
Most people don't have anyone in their lives, either.
It's so easy to get used to loneliness.
I am consistent: work, sleep, work, sleep.
Routines cloud the months and years.
One sunny day, you're there.
You look at me.
My heart thaws.
My love.
Soulmate. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 | By the time you read this, I will be gone.
Already I can feel my mind beginning to deteriorate.
I was so confident that I was right.
I didn't stop to consider the consequences.
Of course the formula would work.
And it did work, but . . .
My mind is going.
I love you.
I'm sorry.
Goodbye. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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* | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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's a funny thing, guiding someone when everything is new.
We learned together, carried on, somehow made it through.
You always seemed to visualize me as invincible.
Oblivious to reality: you made me whole.
I remember lifting you up high.
I can't anymore, you know.
You have learned enough.
My work's done.
Your turn.
Go. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 did the math and figured it was on point.
If everything went according to plan I'd be rich.
I would take care of my debt first.
So many bills and habit to boot.
Check into a rehab center somewhere.
Got a throwaway for cheap.
My hands were shaking.
"Where's the money?!"
Pocket change.
Fuck.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 have got my drinks, snacks and freshly charged controllers.
Everything is set up for an awesome gaming night.
Even some weed I have saved for weeks.
Now, what games should I take out...
Maybe some racing or fighting games.
That should do the trick.
Only one thing missing.
The crucial part.
You know...
Friends.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 | Sometimes I feel like the world is shrinking around me.
I see fewer new faces, just the old ones.
I think stale old thoughts for each meal.
I eat cereal instead of good books.
I draw breath in ragged gasps.
When did I get old?
Have I been sleeping?
Have I lived?
Not yet.
Someday.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 news said that our city was hit the hardest.
I think I hear them running down the hall.
I need to get my family to safety.
That son of a bitch bit me.
I don't know what's going on.
The infection just keeps spreading.
My family left me.
I hear them.
They're coming.
Help. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 | Cutting your hair at home is not a great idea.
At least if you do not have steady hands.
It started off fine but a little uneven.
Now I'll just fix the other side.
Wait, now the back's too long.
Clippers were a bad choice.
Buzz cuts are in.
Little bit more.
Too much.
Bald. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 please do not touch me there or here
oh please do not touch me there or
oh please do not touch me there
oh please do not touch me
oh please do not touch
oh please do not
oh please do
oh please
oh | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 were exactly fifty five of these strange little things.
They were strung, line by line, in descending order.
Rows upon rows, each shorter than the last.
All honing in on some intangible topic.
I didn't know what they were.
And they rushed at me.
What were they called?
It was time.
I remembered.
Words. | I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 | Looking in the mirror, I puffed my chest out arrogantly.
I flexed, and admired the aesthetics of my physique.
Vascular arms, the chiseled abs, and V taper.
And then my eyes stopped short, shocked.
I trembled as the realization dawned.
I've made a huge mistake.
How did this happen?
I skipped it.
Leg Day.
Again.
| I cannot wait to continue the rest of our lives...
The rest of our lives together, side by side.
We can do anything we want to now
I had waited, ever since she left...
Thinking the times now finally here;
I thrust the knife in
Just as she went
Severing her jugular...
Finally we're
Together
| |
[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 took a long time, but I've made my choice. I stand on the bridge and watch the sun. The way it kisses the water calms me. Soon, it will sink over the horizon. I don't have much time left.
I walk towards the edge. A few moments left. The light fades. I fall.
Darkness. | |
[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's so much to do and so little time left.
The world is an oyster in my outstretched hand.
My thoughts fly faster than dates and projects.
I'm on full power without eating or sleeping.
People aren't keeping up with me.
Maybe I should slow down.
It's getting dark anyway.
Why even try?
Alone now.
Again. | It took a long time, but I've made my choice. I stand on the bridge and watch the sun. The way it kisses the water calms me. Soon, it will sink over the horizon. I don't have much time left.
I walk towards the edge. A few moments left. The light fades. I fall.
Darkness. | |
[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 beat of the monitor started drifting off minutes ago. In an odd way, the changing rhythm brought comfort. The past three months had built to this. It felt unsatisfactorily short yet wonderfully long. Either way, he was finally ready. At least, he thought so. His strength was fading. Memories floated around. Wishes too. Soon. | It took a long time, but I've made my choice. I stand on the bridge and watch the sun. The way it kisses the water calms me. Soon, it will sink over the horizon. I don't have much time left.
I walk towards the edge. A few moments left. The light fades. I fall.
Darkness. |
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