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I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | Ere the eves were full of snow
A small amount falls off
There be no wind tonight to blow
The red man near the trough
He fiddles down the chimney fast
As silent as a mouse
And at the bottom knows at last
Another's in the house
One brings joy material
The other, sombre sorrow
The one in black, ethereal
Denies ... | [In a dark chamber, in a chewed, wooden throne sat the end of all days, Death](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KFxLFDP0I64). The list he held troubled him, it had only one name. A trouble that would never show on his gleaming skull or constant grin. Death had the memories of doing the job since time began, but it was th... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | Santa hoisted the bag of toys over his shoulders as he readied himself for the next delivery. We walked past Dasher, Dance, Prancer and all the others, gently scratching their ears. If it wasn't for them he wouldn't be here after all. He made his way to the chimney, but as he approached he felt the temperature chang... | [In a dark chamber, in a chewed, wooden throne sat the end of all days, Death](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KFxLFDP0I64). The list he held troubled him, it had only one name. A trouble that would never show on his gleaming skull or constant grin. Death had the memories of doing the job since time began, but it was th... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | "Well, this is awkward." Death whispered, leaning on his scythe near the tree.
"Hello, Death. You're early." Santa responded, stepping from the fireplace.
"You knew I'd be here? The Dark Lord of Despair asked, testing the edge of his reaver with boney thumb. "Why am I not surprised."
"You've always been at the top o... | [In a dark chamber, in a chewed, wooden throne sat the end of all days, Death](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KFxLFDP0I64). The list he held troubled him, it had only one name. A trouble that would never show on his gleaming skull or constant grin. Death had the memories of doing the job since time began, but it was th... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | Ere the eves were full of snow
A small amount falls off
There be no wind tonight to blow
The red man near the trough
He fiddles down the chimney fast
As silent as a mouse
And at the bottom knows at last
Another's in the house
One brings joy material
The other, sombre sorrow
The one in black, ethereal
Denies ... | “What can you help out with?” She was cross-armed interrogating.
“I have a couple dollars in change.”
“Your bedroom puppy dog eyes don’t work on me anymore. How are you helping?”
“Look, I’ll stay with her while she’s here. Please.”
“No, no. Well. I have a date tomorrow. I’ll stay here with her tonight, you come i... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | Santa hoisted the bag of toys over his shoulders as he readied himself for the next delivery. We walked past Dasher, Dance, Prancer and all the others, gently scratching their ears. If it wasn't for them he wouldn't be here after all. He made his way to the chimney, but as he approached he felt the temperature chang... | “What can you help out with?” She was cross-armed interrogating.
“I have a couple dollars in change.”
“Your bedroom puppy dog eyes don’t work on me anymore. How are you helping?”
“Look, I’ll stay with her while she’s here. Please.”
“No, no. Well. I have a date tomorrow. I’ll stay here with her tonight, you come i... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | "Well, this is awkward." Death whispered, leaning on his scythe near the tree.
"Hello, Death. You're early." Santa responded, stepping from the fireplace.
"You knew I'd be here? The Dark Lord of Despair asked, testing the edge of his reaver with boney thumb. "Why am I not surprised."
"You've always been at the top o... | “What can you help out with?” She was cross-armed interrogating.
“I have a couple dollars in change.”
“Your bedroom puppy dog eyes don’t work on me anymore. How are you helping?”
“Look, I’ll stay with her while she’s here. Please.”
“No, no. Well. I have a date tomorrow. I’ll stay here with her tonight, you come i... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | Santa hoisted the bag of toys over his shoulders as he readied himself for the next delivery. We walked past Dasher, Dance, Prancer and all the others, gently scratching their ears. If it wasn't for them he wouldn't be here after all. He made his way to the chimney, but as he approached he felt the temperature chang... | Ere the eves were full of snow
A small amount falls off
There be no wind tonight to blow
The red man near the trough
He fiddles down the chimney fast
As silent as a mouse
And at the bottom knows at last
Another's in the house
One brings joy material
The other, sombre sorrow
The one in black, ethereal
Denies ... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | "Well, this is awkward." Death whispered, leaning on his scythe near the tree.
"Hello, Death. You're early." Santa responded, stepping from the fireplace.
"You knew I'd be here? The Dark Lord of Despair asked, testing the edge of his reaver with boney thumb. "Why am I not surprised."
"You've always been at the top o... | Ere the eves were full of snow
A small amount falls off
There be no wind tonight to blow
The red man near the trough
He fiddles down the chimney fast
As silent as a mouse
And at the bottom knows at last
Another's in the house
One brings joy material
The other, sombre sorrow
The one in black, ethereal
Denies ... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | "Well, this is awkward." Death whispered, leaning on his scythe near the tree.
"Hello, Death. You're early." Santa responded, stepping from the fireplace.
"You knew I'd be here? The Dark Lord of Despair asked, testing the edge of his reaver with boney thumb. "Why am I not surprised."
"You've always been at the top o... | Santa hoisted the bag of toys over his shoulders as he readied himself for the next delivery. We walked past Dasher, Dance, Prancer and all the others, gently scratching their ears. If it wasn't for them he wouldn't be here after all. He made his way to the chimney, but as he approached he felt the temperature chang... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | "Well, this is awkward." Death whispered, leaning on his scythe near the tree.
"Hello, Death. You're early." Santa responded, stepping from the fireplace.
"You knew I'd be here? The Dark Lord of Despair asked, testing the edge of his reaver with boney thumb. "Why am I not surprised."
"You've always been at the top o... | He paused in the course of his duties - something he never did, by tradition - and turned towards the fireplace.
"I said, hello, again, old friend.", the large man in the red suit said. He took a couple steps forward from the fireplace, leaving a trail of soot-prints on the ground, and removing black gloves. He reache... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | "Well, this is awkward." Death whispered, leaning on his scythe near the tree.
"Hello, Death. You're early." Santa responded, stepping from the fireplace.
"You knew I'd be here? The Dark Lord of Despair asked, testing the edge of his reaver with boney thumb. "Why am I not surprised."
"You've always been at the top o... | The night was cold. Grant entered the living room to embrace the sweet scent of pine and the soft glow of the fireplace. The room featured a lavish tree baring an extraordinary abundance of neatly wrapped presents. Grant found little Jacob sitting at the sofa with a toy truck resting on his lap. The boy's eyes seemed f... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | With a muted whoosh and a sprinkling of snow, an old man in red appears inside the door. Carefully stepping around the beeping machines, he gently places a warm hand upon the girl's bald head.
The shadows darken. Frost grows on the windows. A chill enters the room. Death, too, has arrived. Santa spares it a glanc... | The night was cold. Grant entered the living room to embrace the sweet scent of pine and the soft glow of the fireplace. The room featured a lavish tree baring an extraordinary abundance of neatly wrapped presents. Grant found little Jacob sitting at the sofa with a toy truck resting on his lap. The boy's eyes seemed f... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | Santa and Death stared at each other straight in the eye. They had both arrived in the middle of the night and were now standing in the living room.
“You’re here for the kid aren’t you?”
“Yep, there’s nothing I can do.”
“Ah bullshit, I hate it when this happens. Would you be kind enough to come back a week later?”
... | "Well, well, look who the reindeer dragged in! Jolly ol' Saint Nicky and his big ol' sack o' chokin' hazards. Ya know, you send a lot o' business my way every year."
"Oh, stuff it, ya sneaky twat! I haven't got time for your shit. My thermos is drained of coffee, and I've still got another three hundred million ho... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | With a muted whoosh and a sprinkling of snow, an old man in red appears inside the door. Carefully stepping around the beeping machines, he gently places a warm hand upon the girl's bald head.
The shadows darken. Frost grows on the windows. A chill enters the room. Death, too, has arrived. Santa spares it a glanc... | "Well, well, look who the reindeer dragged in! Jolly ol' Saint Nicky and his big ol' sack o' chokin' hazards. Ya know, you send a lot o' business my way every year."
"Oh, stuff it, ya sneaky twat! I haven't got time for your shit. My thermos is drained of coffee, and I've still got another three hundred million ho... |
I'm excited! This is my first prompt! Looking forward to great stories!
EDIT: I am absolutely stunned with the power of the writers in this community. You are phenomenal, and I hope to one day feel capable of joining your ranks with an answer!
Just amazing. Thank you for a successful post! | [WP] Santa and Death both arrive at a young child's house at the same time. | With a muted whoosh and a sprinkling of snow, an old man in red appears inside the door. Carefully stepping around the beeping machines, he gently places a warm hand upon the girl's bald head.
The shadows darken. Frost grows on the windows. A chill enters the room. Death, too, has arrived. Santa spares it a glanc... | Santa and Death stared at each other straight in the eye. They had both arrived in the middle of the night and were now standing in the living room.
“You’re here for the kid aren’t you?”
“Yep, there’s nothing I can do.”
“Ah bullshit, I hate it when this happens. Would you be kind enough to come back a week later?”
... |
[WP] In a world where athletes, scientists, soldiers and more are put out of work by superhumans, one person makes a stand against obsolescence. | Josh Devlin had been a soldier his entire life. Ever since he was a 16-year-old, and was expelled from every school his parents forced him into. He was always a delinquent. So his parents thought the army would be the perfect place for him. And it just so happens, it was. He quickly rose through the ranks. Became a col... | In the bunker beneath Fort Steale, the two of them waited. Sy tapped on the chair he sat on, gripping the remains of felt and cushion stuffing escaping the seams. He had something like that at the old office. Used to have.
To his left, by the monitors, Kyle tapped his foot, to no apparent rhythm. Just tapping for the ... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Do you love me? You never tell me how you feel. I'm breaking up with you, Helen Keller. | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Mailbox:empty. No missed calls. Sounds of silence. | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "Are you sure you haven't lost it?"
"You're looking right at it," and she points to her phone.
I nod, but I meant her mind. | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | I finally asked my crush of five months out on a date. She said yes. She killed herself yesterday. | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Bryan turned back towards me, wincing and cradling his left arm. A peculiar expression slowly broke across his face as he spilled to the floor, the dry erase marker rolled out from his palm, clicking softly across the tiles. Behind him, the whiteboard displayed in lazy handwriting: "Distribution wealth the average top ... | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Only two people left in the world, including me. I finally found that other man. If only I spoke Russian. | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | A man was horribly mutilated by a bus today on the corner of 5th Avenue. His name was Matthew Walters and he was 34 years old. His brother says that he was on his way to their usual meeting place several blocks over, even though they weren't meeting today. | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "I ate that bitch."
"Dude, it's fine, everyone hates somebody."
I just nodded at his ignorance and picked at my teeth, where chunks of skin and hair were stuck. | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | She saw me shopping with my female cousin. I was buying her the ring. She didn't know that was my cousin. | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Parlez-vous français? Sprechen sie Deutsch? Do you speak English? | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | My hands closed over hers, and I knew there was not much time left. She looked into my eyes and I stared back into hers, drinking them in for the final time. As I whispered goodbye her eyes closed, and to this day I do not know if she heard me. | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | He could no longer bear the distance that had grown between them. "I hate this," he moaned.
Without looking up from breakfast, she mumbled, "Yeah, my eggs are runny, too." | I turn on my phone, one ring.. two rings.. I breathe in slowly to allow for a moment of stress to pass by. My friend answers the phone for the third time.
"Can you hear me now?" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Mailbox:empty. No missed calls. Sounds of silence. | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "Are you sure you haven't lost it?"
"You're looking right at it," and she points to her phone.
I nod, but I meant her mind. | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | I finally asked my crush of five months out on a date. She said yes. She killed herself yesterday. | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Bryan turned back towards me, wincing and cradling his left arm. A peculiar expression slowly broke across his face as he spilled to the floor, the dry erase marker rolled out from his palm, clicking softly across the tiles. Behind him, the whiteboard displayed in lazy handwriting: "Distribution wealth the average top ... | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Only two people left in the world, including me. I finally found that other man. If only I spoke Russian. | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | A man was horribly mutilated by a bus today on the corner of 5th Avenue. His name was Matthew Walters and he was 34 years old. His brother says that he was on his way to their usual meeting place several blocks over, even though they weren't meeting today. | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "I ate that bitch."
"Dude, it's fine, everyone hates somebody."
I just nodded at his ignorance and picked at my teeth, where chunks of skin and hair were stuck. | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | She saw me shopping with my female cousin. I was buying her the ring. She didn't know that was my cousin. | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Parlez-vous français? Sprechen sie Deutsch? Do you speak English? | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | My hands closed over hers, and I knew there was not much time left. She looked into my eyes and I stared back into hers, drinking them in for the final time. As I whispered goodbye her eyes closed, and to this day I do not know if she heard me. | Baseplate do you read? I've been out here for weeks. It's so cold.... | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "Are you sure you haven't lost it?"
"You're looking right at it," and she points to her phone.
I nod, but I meant her mind. | I pulled forward to the second window as instructed. Woefully, my big mac and large fries were nowhere to be found. In their place were 48 apple pies and I could not be more excited. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Only two people left in the world, including me. I finally found that other man. If only I spoke Russian. | I pulled forward to the second window as instructed. Woefully, my big mac and large fries were nowhere to be found. In their place were 48 apple pies and I could not be more excited. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "I ate that bitch."
"Dude, it's fine, everyone hates somebody."
I just nodded at his ignorance and picked at my teeth, where chunks of skin and hair were stuck. | I pulled forward to the second window as instructed. Woefully, my big mac and large fries were nowhere to be found. In their place were 48 apple pies and I could not be more excited. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | I pulled forward to the second window as instructed. Woefully, my big mac and large fries were nowhere to be found. In their place were 48 apple pies and I could not be more excited. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Parlez-vous français? Sprechen sie Deutsch? Do you speak English? | I pulled forward to the second window as instructed. Woefully, my big mac and large fries were nowhere to be found. In their place were 48 apple pies and I could not be more excited. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "Are you sure you haven't lost it?"
"You're looking right at it," and she points to her phone.
I nod, but I meant her mind. | "Daddy, stop it!"
"No, go away!"
"Let me go!" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | "Daddy, stop it!"
"No, go away!"
"Let me go!" | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | I finally asked my crush of five months out on a date. She said yes. She killed herself yesterday. | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Bryan turned back towards me, wincing and cradling his left arm. A peculiar expression slowly broke across his face as he spilled to the floor, the dry erase marker rolled out from his palm, clicking softly across the tiles. Behind him, the whiteboard displayed in lazy handwriting: "Distribution wealth the average top ... | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Only two people left in the world, including me. I finally found that other man. If only I spoke Russian. | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "Can I smoke, do you mind?"
"No, please." The man responded, and immediately regretted, as he attempted to suppress a few hysterical fits of coughing. | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | A man was horribly mutilated by a bus today on the corner of 5th Avenue. His name was Matthew Walters and he was 34 years old. His brother says that he was on his way to their usual meeting place several blocks over, even though they weren't meeting today. | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "I ate that bitch."
"Dude, it's fine, everyone hates somebody."
I just nodded at his ignorance and picked at my teeth, where chunks of skin and hair were stuck. | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | She saw me shopping with my female cousin. I was buying her the ring. She didn't know that was my cousin. | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Parlez-vous français? Sprechen sie Deutsch? Do you speak English? | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | My hands closed over hers, and I knew there was not much time left. She looked into my eyes and I stared back into hers, drinking them in for the final time. As I whispered goodbye her eyes closed, and to this day I do not know if she heard me. | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "You know I think we have a communication problem," I said.
No response from her still, she just keeps staring into the distance.
"Fine you can just stay there then," I yelled as I threw the corpse back into the coffin.
| My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | He could no longer bear the distance that had grown between them. "I hate this," he moaned.
Without looking up from breakfast, she mumbled, "Yeah, my eggs are runny, too." | My mouth is so numb. Her body is radiant, and I'm unworthy to even call her mine. I could never tell her that. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | I finally asked my crush of five months out on a date. She said yes. She killed herself yesterday. | Do you love me? You never tell me how you feel. I'm breaking up with you, Helen Keller. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Bryan turned back towards me, wincing and cradling his left arm. A peculiar expression slowly broke across his face as he spilled to the floor, the dry erase marker rolled out from his palm, clicking softly across the tiles. Behind him, the whiteboard displayed in lazy handwriting: "Distribution wealth the average top ... | Do you love me? You never tell me how you feel. I'm breaking up with you, Helen Keller. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Only two people left in the world, including me. I finally found that other man. If only I spoke Russian. | Do you love me? You never tell me how you feel. I'm breaking up with you, Helen Keller. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | A man was horribly mutilated by a bus today on the corner of 5th Avenue. His name was Matthew Walters and he was 34 years old. His brother says that he was on his way to their usual meeting place several blocks over, even though they weren't meeting today. | Do you love me? You never tell me how you feel. I'm breaking up with you, Helen Keller. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "I ate that bitch."
"Dude, it's fine, everyone hates somebody."
I just nodded at his ignorance and picked at my teeth, where chunks of skin and hair were stuck. | Do you love me? You never tell me how you feel. I'm breaking up with you, Helen Keller. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | Do you love me? You never tell me how you feel. I'm breaking up with you, Helen Keller. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | She saw me shopping with my female cousin. I was buying her the ring. She didn't know that was my cousin. | Do you love me? You never tell me how you feel. I'm breaking up with you, Helen Keller. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Parlez-vous français? Sprechen sie Deutsch? Do you speak English? | Do you love me? You never tell me how you feel. I'm breaking up with you, Helen Keller. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | My hands closed over hers, and I knew there was not much time left. She looked into my eyes and I stared back into hers, drinking them in for the final time. As I whispered goodbye her eyes closed, and to this day I do not know if she heard me. | Do you love me? You never tell me how you feel. I'm breaking up with you, Helen Keller. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | I finally asked my crush of five months out on a date. She said yes. She killed herself yesterday. | Mailbox:empty. No missed calls. Sounds of silence. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Bryan turned back towards me, wincing and cradling his left arm. A peculiar expression slowly broke across his face as he spilled to the floor, the dry erase marker rolled out from his palm, clicking softly across the tiles. Behind him, the whiteboard displayed in lazy handwriting: "Distribution wealth the average top ... | Mailbox:empty. No missed calls. Sounds of silence. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Only two people left in the world, including me. I finally found that other man. If only I spoke Russian. | Mailbox:empty. No missed calls. Sounds of silence. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | A man was horribly mutilated by a bus today on the corner of 5th Avenue. His name was Matthew Walters and he was 34 years old. His brother says that he was on his way to their usual meeting place several blocks over, even though they weren't meeting today. | Mailbox:empty. No missed calls. Sounds of silence. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "I ate that bitch."
"Dude, it's fine, everyone hates somebody."
I just nodded at his ignorance and picked at my teeth, where chunks of skin and hair were stuck. | Mailbox:empty. No missed calls. Sounds of silence. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | Mailbox:empty. No missed calls. Sounds of silence. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Parlez-vous français? Sprechen sie Deutsch? Do you speak English? | Mailbox:empty. No missed calls. Sounds of silence. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | My hands closed over hers, and I knew there was not much time left. She looked into my eyes and I stared back into hers, drinking them in for the final time. As I whispered goodbye her eyes closed, and to this day I do not know if she heard me. | Mailbox:empty. No missed calls. Sounds of silence. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | "Are you sure you haven't lost it?"
"You're looking right at it," and she points to her phone.
I nod, but I meant her mind. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | I finally asked my crush of five months out on a date. She said yes. She killed herself yesterday. | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Bryan turned back towards me, wincing and cradling his left arm. A peculiar expression slowly broke across his face as he spilled to the floor, the dry erase marker rolled out from his palm, clicking softly across the tiles. Behind him, the whiteboard displayed in lazy handwriting: "Distribution wealth the average top ... | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Only two people left in the world, including me. I finally found that other man. If only I spoke Russian. | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | A man was horribly mutilated by a bus today on the corner of 5th Avenue. His name was Matthew Walters and he was 34 years old. His brother says that he was on his way to their usual meeting place several blocks over, even though they weren't meeting today. | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "I ate that bitch."
"Dude, it's fine, everyone hates somebody."
I just nodded at his ignorance and picked at my teeth, where chunks of skin and hair were stuck. | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | She saw me shopping with my female cousin. I was buying her the ring. She didn't know that was my cousin. | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Parlez-vous français? Sprechen sie Deutsch? Do you speak English? | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | My hands closed over hers, and I knew there was not much time left. She looked into my eyes and I stared back into hers, drinking them in for the final time. As I whispered goodbye her eyes closed, and to this day I do not know if she heard me. | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | He could no longer bear the distance that had grown between them. "I hate this," he moaned.
Without looking up from breakfast, she mumbled, "Yeah, my eggs are runny, too." | "Everything's gonna be great now that we've graduated, huh?"
"Yeah, there's going to be a lot of big stuff ahead of us," said Jesse as he folded up the letter and put it into his jacket pocket.
The draft letter was dated December 19th, 1969.
| |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "Can I smoke, do you mind?"
"No, please." The man responded, and immediately regretted, as he attempted to suppress a few hysterical fits of coughing. | With all that is going on, they say letters are still being delivered, even as far away as Gettysburg. Daniel will be ever so pleased to learn he's to be a father.
Clara Belle Abbot, 1863 | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | A man was horribly mutilated by a bus today on the corner of 5th Avenue. His name was Matthew Walters and he was 34 years old. His brother says that he was on his way to their usual meeting place several blocks over, even though they weren't meeting today. | With all that is going on, they say letters are still being delivered, even as far away as Gettysburg. Daniel will be ever so pleased to learn he's to be a father.
Clara Belle Abbot, 1863 | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "I ate that bitch."
"Dude, it's fine, everyone hates somebody."
I just nodded at his ignorance and picked at my teeth, where chunks of skin and hair were stuck. | With all that is going on, they say letters are still being delivered, even as far away as Gettysburg. Daniel will be ever so pleased to learn he's to be a father.
Clara Belle Abbot, 1863 | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | With all that is going on, they say letters are still being delivered, even as far away as Gettysburg. Daniel will be ever so pleased to learn he's to be a father.
Clara Belle Abbot, 1863 | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | She saw me shopping with my female cousin. I was buying her the ring. She didn't know that was my cousin. | With all that is going on, they say letters are still being delivered, even as far away as Gettysburg. Daniel will be ever so pleased to learn he's to be a father.
Clara Belle Abbot, 1863 | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Parlez-vous français? Sprechen sie Deutsch? Do you speak English? | With all that is going on, they say letters are still being delivered, even as far away as Gettysburg. Daniel will be ever so pleased to learn he's to be a father.
Clara Belle Abbot, 1863 | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | My hands closed over hers, and I knew there was not much time left. She looked into my eyes and I stared back into hers, drinking them in for the final time. As I whispered goodbye her eyes closed, and to this day I do not know if she heard me. | With all that is going on, they say letters are still being delivered, even as far away as Gettysburg. Daniel will be ever so pleased to learn he's to be a father.
Clara Belle Abbot, 1863 | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "You know I think we have a communication problem," I said.
No response from her still, she just keeps staring into the distance.
"Fine you can just stay there then," I yelled as I threw the corpse back into the coffin.
| With all that is going on, they say letters are still being delivered, even as far away as Gettysburg. Daniel will be ever so pleased to learn he's to be a father.
Clara Belle Abbot, 1863 | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | He could no longer bear the distance that had grown between them. "I hate this," he moaned.
Without looking up from breakfast, she mumbled, "Yeah, my eggs are runny, too." | With all that is going on, they say letters are still being delivered, even as far away as Gettysburg. Daniel will be ever so pleased to learn he's to be a father.
Clara Belle Abbot, 1863 | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | "I ate that bitch."
"Dude, it's fine, everyone hates somebody."
I just nodded at his ignorance and picked at my teeth, where chunks of skin and hair were stuck. | I finally asked my crush of five months out on a date. She said yes. She killed herself yesterday. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | The massive clock took up over half of my bedroom. Fucking hard-of-hearing genie. | I finally asked my crush of five months out on a date. She said yes. She killed herself yesterday. | |
[FF] Three sentences max: Failure to communicate. | Parlez-vous français? Sprechen sie Deutsch? Do you speak English? | I finally asked my crush of five months out on a date. She said yes. She killed herself yesterday. |
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