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[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | The social worker looked through John's file. Like many orphans, he had almost become lost in the system. He was too old for most people to consider him for adoption. He bounced between one foster family and the next, never staying anywhere more than a few months before being handed off like an ugly sweater. No one see... | **Message from the Department of Redundancy Department**
The last of the personal PIN numbers have been sent, and the final PCB boards are in. We're ready to construct a masterpiece greater than ATM machines or LASER RADARs. As our founder said on her deathbed, of her only daughter, *only she only said only she only l... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | Seven women by his side,
But one among with honest eyes.
The waves of deceit are his woes,
As he swims in the sea of hoes.
The one among with intentions true
Might be lost in the stormy blue.
The lies and lust bring out desire,
That sink the good as wicked floats higher.
He forgets the reason he came to swim... | **Message from the Department of Redundancy Department**
The last of the personal PIN numbers have been sent, and the final PCB boards are in. We're ready to construct a masterpiece greater than ATM machines or LASER RADARs. As our founder said on her deathbed, of her only daughter, *only she only said only she only l... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | A man is known to lose himself sometimes. It's in his nature.
Some men have a short fuse. The type that's always angry, you know? Usually real insecure, always looking for a reason to be insulted so they can yell about themselves.
Some men...well, they're just pitiful nice guys. They're broken, backwards creatures; ... | **Message from the Department of Redundancy Department**
The last of the personal PIN numbers have been sent, and the final PCB boards are in. We're ready to construct a masterpiece greater than ATM machines or LASER RADARs. As our founder said on her deathbed, of her only daughter, *only she only said only she only l... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | I caught her red handed, thanks to that red lipstick I helped her choose not 3 hours earlier, throwing away the last 18 months for a drunken 10 minutes spent on her knees in the club carpark. Her knees. It took willpower I never knew I had not to wipe off the small stones still buried in them, the skin pimpled from the... | **Message from the Department of Redundancy Department**
The last of the personal PIN numbers have been sent, and the final PCB boards are in. We're ready to construct a masterpiece greater than ATM machines or LASER RADARs. As our founder said on her deathbed, of her only daughter, *only she only said only she only l... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | *clack* *clack* *clack*
His footsteps clapped roughly against the hard floor tiles. He paced back and forth anxiously, knowing what he had to do. He swallowed dryly. He knew he could do better than her, that someone out there would appreciate him for who he was. She'd been abusive before, A slap here, a shove there. I... | **Message from the Department of Redundancy Department**
The last of the personal PIN numbers have been sent, and the final PCB boards are in. We're ready to construct a masterpiece greater than ATM machines or LASER RADARs. As our founder said on her deathbed, of her only daughter, *only she only said only she only l... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | "Okay," said Rich, "What do you think?" He nodded his head sagely in the blond woman's direction.
"Why are you including me in this?" Sandy rolled her eyes. "I *don't* want to be included in this!"
"Sandy, you're a woman. You, uh," Mike stopped in an attempt to phrase it properly, "you know how women, like, think. Or... | **Message from the Department of Redundancy Department**
The last of the personal PIN numbers have been sent, and the final PCB boards are in. We're ready to construct a masterpiece greater than ATM machines or LASER RADARs. As our founder said on her deathbed, of her only daughter, *only she only said only she only l... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | (Nosleep styled. Trigger warnings!!!)
In the bright shine of summer, Alex was beautiful. The way his hair seemed to glisten with strands of bronze in just the right light. That little sparkle in his eyes that resembled flecks of gold. His skin, like caramel, from having worked in the yards of neighbors. Jenna watche... | He'd been alone for his whole life. He lay in the hospital bed, hearing the beeps of the machines around him. He could hear the noise of doctors and nurses rushing about outside his door. He thought back through his life, thinking about the people he'd known, the friendships he'd formed. He smiled. Then, his mind focus... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | Only she said she loved him
- Then why did she leave, he wasn't sure.
She only said she loved him
- But it was too soon, he wasn't ready.
She said only she loved him
- But she was selfish, he couldn't stay.
She said she only loved him
- But she cheated, he couldn't forgive.
She said she loved only him
- And fo... | He'd been alone for his whole life. He lay in the hospital bed, hearing the beeps of the machines around him. He could hear the noise of doctors and nurses rushing about outside his door. He thought back through his life, thinking about the people he'd known, the friendships he'd formed. He smiled. Then, his mind focus... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | He came home, as he always did, at precisely 6 pm.
Suitcase laid on the table. Tie loose around his neck.
He made his way to the couch. Click. The TV awoke.
She walked into the room without his attention.
"I'm leaving," she says to the back of his head.
"OK, see you later."
"No. I'm leaving," she repeats.
He turns... | He'd been alone for his whole life. He lay in the hospital bed, hearing the beeps of the machines around him. He could hear the noise of doctors and nurses rushing about outside his door. He thought back through his life, thinking about the people he'd known, the friendships he'd formed. He smiled. Then, his mind focus... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | The social worker looked through John's file. Like many orphans, he had almost become lost in the system. He was too old for most people to consider him for adoption. He bounced between one foster family and the next, never staying anywhere more than a few months before being handed off like an ugly sweater. No one see... | He'd been alone for his whole life. He lay in the hospital bed, hearing the beeps of the machines around him. He could hear the noise of doctors and nurses rushing about outside his door. He thought back through his life, thinking about the people he'd known, the friendships he'd formed. He smiled. Then, his mind focus... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | Seven women by his side,
But one among with honest eyes.
The waves of deceit are his woes,
As he swims in the sea of hoes.
The one among with intentions true
Might be lost in the stormy blue.
The lies and lust bring out desire,
That sink the good as wicked floats higher.
He forgets the reason he came to swim... | He'd been alone for his whole life. He lay in the hospital bed, hearing the beeps of the machines around him. He could hear the noise of doctors and nurses rushing about outside his door. He thought back through his life, thinking about the people he'd known, the friendships he'd formed. He smiled. Then, his mind focus... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | I caught her red handed, thanks to that red lipstick I helped her choose not 3 hours earlier, throwing away the last 18 months for a drunken 10 minutes spent on her knees in the club carpark. Her knees. It took willpower I never knew I had not to wipe off the small stones still buried in them, the skin pimpled from the... | He'd been alone for his whole life. He lay in the hospital bed, hearing the beeps of the machines around him. He could hear the noise of doctors and nurses rushing about outside his door. He thought back through his life, thinking about the people he'd known, the friendships he'd formed. He smiled. Then, his mind focus... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | *clack* *clack* *clack*
His footsteps clapped roughly against the hard floor tiles. He paced back and forth anxiously, knowing what he had to do. He swallowed dryly. He knew he could do better than her, that someone out there would appreciate him for who he was. She'd been abusive before, A slap here, a shove there. I... | He'd been alone for his whole life. He lay in the hospital bed, hearing the beeps of the machines around him. He could hear the noise of doctors and nurses rushing about outside his door. He thought back through his life, thinking about the people he'd known, the friendships he'd formed. He smiled. Then, his mind focus... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | "Okay," said Rich, "What do you think?" He nodded his head sagely in the blond woman's direction.
"Why are you including me in this?" Sandy rolled her eyes. "I *don't* want to be included in this!"
"Sandy, you're a woman. You, uh," Mike stopped in an attempt to phrase it properly, "you know how women, like, think. Or... | He'd been alone for his whole life. He lay in the hospital bed, hearing the beeps of the machines around him. He could hear the noise of doctors and nurses rushing about outside his door. He thought back through his life, thinking about the people he'd known, the friendships he'd formed. He smiled. Then, his mind focus... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | (Nosleep styled. Trigger warnings!!!)
In the bright shine of summer, Alex was beautiful. The way his hair seemed to glisten with strands of bronze in just the right light. That little sparkle in his eyes that resembled flecks of gold. His skin, like caramel, from having worked in the yards of neighbors. Jenna watche... | He loved her, looking to the sky, whispering her name like leaves twisting in the fall wind. Wedding dress unused, she said she loved only him. | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | Only she said she loved him
- Then why did she leave, he wasn't sure.
She only said she loved him
- But it was too soon, he wasn't ready.
She said only she loved him
- But she was selfish, he couldn't stay.
She said she only loved him
- But she cheated, he couldn't forgive.
She said she loved only him
- And fo... | He loved her, looking to the sky, whispering her name like leaves twisting in the fall wind. Wedding dress unused, she said she loved only him. | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | He came home, as he always did, at precisely 6 pm.
Suitcase laid on the table. Tie loose around his neck.
He made his way to the couch. Click. The TV awoke.
She walked into the room without his attention.
"I'm leaving," she says to the back of his head.
"OK, see you later."
"No. I'm leaving," she repeats.
He turns... | He loved her, looking to the sky, whispering her name like leaves twisting in the fall wind. Wedding dress unused, she said she loved only him. | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | The social worker looked through John's file. Like many orphans, he had almost become lost in the system. He was too old for most people to consider him for adoption. He bounced between one foster family and the next, never staying anywhere more than a few months before being handed off like an ugly sweater. No one see... | He loved her, looking to the sky, whispering her name like leaves twisting in the fall wind. Wedding dress unused, she said she loved only him. | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | Seven women by his side,
But one among with honest eyes.
The waves of deceit are his woes,
As he swims in the sea of hoes.
The one among with intentions true
Might be lost in the stormy blue.
The lies and lust bring out desire,
That sink the good as wicked floats higher.
He forgets the reason he came to swim... | He loved her, looking to the sky, whispering her name like leaves twisting in the fall wind. Wedding dress unused, she said she loved only him. | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | I caught her red handed, thanks to that red lipstick I helped her choose not 3 hours earlier, throwing away the last 18 months for a drunken 10 minutes spent on her knees in the club carpark. Her knees. It took willpower I never knew I had not to wipe off the small stones still buried in them, the skin pimpled from the... | He loved her, looking to the sky, whispering her name like leaves twisting in the fall wind. Wedding dress unused, she said she loved only him. | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | I caught her red handed, thanks to that red lipstick I helped her choose not 3 hours earlier, throwing away the last 18 months for a drunken 10 minutes spent on her knees in the club carpark. Her knees. It took willpower I never knew I had not to wipe off the small stones still buried in them, the skin pimpled from the... | “What is love?” She would wonder from time to time. Though it was standing, always behind her, ‘love’ was rarely a concept that she cared to dwell on.
'Love' never demanded a definition, and thus, was completely void of purpose.
She of course had her own tells and twitches, written entirely to imitate 'love'.
A gen... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | He came home, as he always did, at precisely 6 pm.
Suitcase laid on the table. Tie loose around his neck.
He made his way to the couch. Click. The TV awoke.
She walked into the room without his attention.
"I'm leaving," she says to the back of his head.
"OK, see you later."
"No. I'm leaving," she repeats.
He turns... | He ascended the spiral staircase, the final he knew. His knees weak, shield and armour smattered a brilliant shade of crismon. A warrior he was not, his trembling hands and dripping wounds compounded the fact, yet here he was fighting, killing, winning. "Why?" He thought to himself "what an I doing here? Me? A farmer... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | The social worker looked through John's file. Like many orphans, he had almost become lost in the system. He was too old for most people to consider him for adoption. He bounced between one foster family and the next, never staying anywhere more than a few months before being handed off like an ugly sweater. No one see... | He ascended the spiral staircase, the final he knew. His knees weak, shield and armour smattered a brilliant shade of crismon. A warrior he was not, his trembling hands and dripping wounds compounded the fact, yet here he was fighting, killing, winning. "Why?" He thought to himself "what an I doing here? Me? A farmer... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | Seven women by his side,
But one among with honest eyes.
The waves of deceit are his woes,
As he swims in the sea of hoes.
The one among with intentions true
Might be lost in the stormy blue.
The lies and lust bring out desire,
That sink the good as wicked floats higher.
He forgets the reason he came to swim... | He ascended the spiral staircase, the final he knew. His knees weak, shield and armour smattered a brilliant shade of crismon. A warrior he was not, his trembling hands and dripping wounds compounded the fact, yet here he was fighting, killing, winning. "Why?" He thought to himself "what an I doing here? Me? A farmer... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | A man is known to lose himself sometimes. It's in his nature.
Some men have a short fuse. The type that's always angry, you know? Usually real insecure, always looking for a reason to be insulted so they can yell about themselves.
Some men...well, they're just pitiful nice guys. They're broken, backwards creatures; ... | He ascended the spiral staircase, the final he knew. His knees weak, shield and armour smattered a brilliant shade of crismon. A warrior he was not, his trembling hands and dripping wounds compounded the fact, yet here he was fighting, killing, winning. "Why?" He thought to himself "what an I doing here? Me? A farmer... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | I caught her red handed, thanks to that red lipstick I helped her choose not 3 hours earlier, throwing away the last 18 months for a drunken 10 minutes spent on her knees in the club carpark. Her knees. It took willpower I never knew I had not to wipe off the small stones still buried in them, the skin pimpled from the... | He ascended the spiral staircase, the final he knew. His knees weak, shield and armour smattered a brilliant shade of crismon. A warrior he was not, his trembling hands and dripping wounds compounded the fact, yet here he was fighting, killing, winning. "Why?" He thought to himself "what an I doing here? Me? A farmer... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | *clack* *clack* *clack*
His footsteps clapped roughly against the hard floor tiles. He paced back and forth anxiously, knowing what he had to do. He swallowed dryly. He knew he could do better than her, that someone out there would appreciate him for who he was. She'd been abusive before, A slap here, a shove there. I... | He ascended the spiral staircase, the final he knew. His knees weak, shield and armour smattered a brilliant shade of crismon. A warrior he was not, his trembling hands and dripping wounds compounded the fact, yet here he was fighting, killing, winning. "Why?" He thought to himself "what an I doing here? Me? A farmer... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | "Okay," said Rich, "What do you think?" He nodded his head sagely in the blond woman's direction.
"Why are you including me in this?" Sandy rolled her eyes. "I *don't* want to be included in this!"
"Sandy, you're a woman. You, uh," Mike stopped in an attempt to phrase it properly, "you know how women, like, think. Or... | He ascended the spiral staircase, the final he knew. His knees weak, shield and armour smattered a brilliant shade of crismon. A warrior he was not, his trembling hands and dripping wounds compounded the fact, yet here he was fighting, killing, winning. "Why?" He thought to himself "what an I doing here? Me? A farmer... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | He came home, as he always did, at precisely 6 pm.
Suitcase laid on the table. Tie loose around his neck.
He made his way to the couch. Click. The TV awoke.
She walked into the room without his attention.
"I'm leaving," she says to the back of his head.
"OK, see you later."
"No. I'm leaving," she repeats.
He turns... | (Nosleep styled. Trigger warnings!!!)
In the bright shine of summer, Alex was beautiful. The way his hair seemed to glisten with strands of bronze in just the right light. That little sparkle in his eyes that resembled flecks of gold. His skin, like caramel, from having worked in the yards of neighbors. Jenna watche... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | I caught her red handed, thanks to that red lipstick I helped her choose not 3 hours earlier, throwing away the last 18 months for a drunken 10 minutes spent on her knees in the club carpark. Her knees. It took willpower I never knew I had not to wipe off the small stones still buried in them, the skin pimpled from the... | (Nosleep styled. Trigger warnings!!!)
In the bright shine of summer, Alex was beautiful. The way his hair seemed to glisten with strands of bronze in just the right light. That little sparkle in his eyes that resembled flecks of gold. His skin, like caramel, from having worked in the yards of neighbors. Jenna watche... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | I caught her red handed, thanks to that red lipstick I helped her choose not 3 hours earlier, throwing away the last 18 months for a drunken 10 minutes spent on her knees in the club carpark. Her knees. It took willpower I never knew I had not to wipe off the small stones still buried in them, the skin pimpled from the... | Only she said she loved him
- Then why did she leave, he wasn't sure.
She only said she loved him
- But it was too soon, he wasn't ready.
She said only she loved him
- But she was selfish, he couldn't stay.
She said she only loved him
- But she cheated, he couldn't forgive.
She said she loved only him
- And fo... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | I caught her red handed, thanks to that red lipstick I helped her choose not 3 hours earlier, throwing away the last 18 months for a drunken 10 minutes spent on her knees in the club carpark. Her knees. It took willpower I never knew I had not to wipe off the small stones still buried in them, the skin pimpled from the... | He came home, as he always did, at precisely 6 pm.
Suitcase laid on the table. Tie loose around his neck.
He made his way to the couch. Click. The TV awoke.
She walked into the room without his attention.
"I'm leaving," she says to the back of his head.
"OK, see you later."
"No. I'm leaving," she repeats.
He turns... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | I caught her red handed, thanks to that red lipstick I helped her choose not 3 hours earlier, throwing away the last 18 months for a drunken 10 minutes spent on her knees in the club carpark. Her knees. It took willpower I never knew I had not to wipe off the small stones still buried in them, the skin pimpled from the... | The social worker looked through John's file. Like many orphans, he had almost become lost in the system. He was too old for most people to consider him for adoption. He bounced between one foster family and the next, never staying anywhere more than a few months before being handed off like an ugly sweater. No one see... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | I caught her red handed, thanks to that red lipstick I helped her choose not 3 hours earlier, throwing away the last 18 months for a drunken 10 minutes spent on her knees in the club carpark. Her knees. It took willpower I never knew I had not to wipe off the small stones still buried in them, the skin pimpled from the... | Seven women by his side,
But one among with honest eyes.
The waves of deceit are his woes,
As he swims in the sea of hoes.
The one among with intentions true
Might be lost in the stormy blue.
The lies and lust bring out desire,
That sink the good as wicked floats higher.
He forgets the reason he came to swim... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | *clack* *clack* *clack*
His footsteps clapped roughly against the hard floor tiles. He paced back and forth anxiously, knowing what he had to do. He swallowed dryly. He knew he could do better than her, that someone out there would appreciate him for who he was. She'd been abusive before, A slap here, a shove there. I... | A man is known to lose himself sometimes. It's in his nature.
Some men have a short fuse. The type that's always angry, you know? Usually real insecure, always looking for a reason to be insulted so they can yell about themselves.
Some men...well, they're just pitiful nice guys. They're broken, backwards creatures; ... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | "Okay," said Rich, "What do you think?" He nodded his head sagely in the blond woman's direction.
"Why are you including me in this?" Sandy rolled her eyes. "I *don't* want to be included in this!"
"Sandy, you're a woman. You, uh," Mike stopped in an attempt to phrase it properly, "you know how women, like, think. Or... | A man is known to lose himself sometimes. It's in his nature.
Some men have a short fuse. The type that's always angry, you know? Usually real insecure, always looking for a reason to be insulted so they can yell about themselves.
Some men...well, they're just pitiful nice guys. They're broken, backwards creatures; ... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | They were... Seventeen when it had happened.
They matched over Tinder. He thought she was cute, she thought he was handsome. They got along well enough. He asked for her number. They talked more. He asked her out. She said yes.
They met for dinner, and they talked.
Talking was an understatement.
They connected. The... | Sometimes choices, he knew, came down to not what option was best, but what option was not the worst. He'd come to say goodbye to her. He'd known her secret for some time. Her eyes were moons, and he was her sun; they beamed back most brightly when his glow illuminated her. She'd fallen hard, and he knew his gravity co... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | She said she loved him, and he was content with that. They married and had three beautiful children and they all lived happily for a long time. Until one day, he came home from work with the lights off and the door ajar. He walked in, noticing the blood stains on the carpet. Upon turning into the living room, he sees t... | Her hands trembled as she opened the envelope. She had known it was coming, but things had been so strained between them for the past few months that she didn't know if she even wanted to see its contents.
Her feelings for him had always been deep, but she didn't know if they were worth it anymore. They had started o... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | He slammed the door shut as quickly as it was opened. The image wouldn't leave his head. In his own room she...how could she? He pushed the thought out of his head and rushed away from the room, eyes beginning to fill with tears. This was it. He needed to cut her out of his life like he should have long ago. It was the... | Her hands trembled as she opened the envelope. She had known it was coming, but things had been so strained between them for the past few months that she didn't know if she even wanted to see its contents.
Her feelings for him had always been deep, but she didn't know if they were worth it anymore. They had started o... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | They were... Seventeen when it had happened.
They matched over Tinder. He thought she was cute, she thought he was handsome. They got along well enough. He asked for her number. They talked more. He asked her out. She said yes.
They met for dinner, and they talked.
Talking was an understatement.
They connected. The... | Her hands trembled as she opened the envelope. She had known it was coming, but things had been so strained between them for the past few months that she didn't know if she even wanted to see its contents.
Her feelings for him had always been deep, but she didn't know if they were worth it anymore. They had started o... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | They were... Seventeen when it had happened.
They matched over Tinder. He thought she was cute, she thought he was handsome. They got along well enough. He asked for her number. They talked more. He asked her out. She said yes.
They met for dinner, and they talked.
Talking was an understatement.
They connected. The... | She said she loved him, and he was content with that. They married and had three beautiful children and they all lived happily for a long time. Until one day, he came home from work with the lights off and the door ajar. He walked in, noticing the blood stains on the carpet. Upon turning into the living room, he sees t... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | He slammed the door shut as quickly as it was opened. The image wouldn't leave his head. In his own room she...how could she? He pushed the thought out of his head and rushed away from the room, eyes beginning to fill with tears. This was it. He needed to cut her out of his life like he should have long ago. It was the... | "You know, there is this girl in the town who has long blonde hair and walks kind of funny." said Paul. "But I love the way she walks."
"But you always get rejected by girls, don't you?" asked John.
"This time, I will succeed."
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A few hours later Paul was walking around the college. As soon as he noticed her, ... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | They were... Seventeen when it had happened.
They matched over Tinder. He thought she was cute, she thought he was handsome. They got along well enough. He asked for her number. They talked more. He asked her out. She said yes.
They met for dinner, and they talked.
Talking was an understatement.
They connected. The... | "You know, there is this girl in the town who has long blonde hair and walks kind of funny." said Paul. "But I love the way she walks."
"But you always get rejected by girls, don't you?" asked John.
"This time, I will succeed."
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A few hours later Paul was walking around the college. As soon as he noticed her, ... | |
[WP] "She said she loved him." Insert the word "only" anywhere in this sentence. It must be the final sentence of your story. | They were... Seventeen when it had happened.
They matched over Tinder. He thought she was cute, she thought he was handsome. They got along well enough. He asked for her number. They talked more. He asked her out. She said yes.
They met for dinner, and they talked.
Talking was an understatement.
They connected. The... | He slammed the door shut as quickly as it was opened. The image wouldn't leave his head. In his own room she...how could she? He pushed the thought out of his head and rushed away from the room, eyes beginning to fill with tears. This was it. He needed to cut her out of his life like he should have long ago. It was the... | |
[WP] You've recently married your second spouse whom you met after the first died. A freak event sends you back in time, shortly before your first marriage. You discover something you never realized. You and your second spouse had briefly crossed paths before... | "What? It was you... It was you," my words are only a whisper.
"I'm sorry, Will, but it was the only way I could get to you," she says, her eyes filling with tears. "I love you, Will, I always have."
"But you killed her! You fucking killed her!" I scream, my voice suddenly back. I stumble backwards, away from her.
... | Whitney!
I blinked. It hurt. It hurt so bad. I collapsed and fell. I have no idea what happened other than it hurt. My world was pain and the pain embraced me, held me close and crushed me into her bosom.
I was curled into a fetal ball, small and wracked with pain. There had been an explosion. I saw the lig... | |
[WP] You're a superhero who's been battling depression. Today, you decide to commit "suicide by villain." | It’s always the same story, really, this whole superhero thing. The bad guy hatches some scheme - always more outlandish than the last - and I foil it. The city sings my praises but forgets all about it by sunrise until the next plot is hatched. And so it goes on.
Today was supposed to be my day off - at least, I had... | Its been years since it fell apart, since I learned that I can only be one person. I left Norman Holwitz, the somewhat boring auto mechanic, behind and focused on being The Captain. This morning I decided that today is the day I would Leave The Captain behind. I know how its going to go down. I am fast and strong, but ... | |
[WP] You're a superhero who's been battling depression. Today, you decide to commit "suicide by villain." | It’s always the same story, really, this whole superhero thing. The bad guy hatches some scheme - always more outlandish than the last - and I foil it. The city sings my praises but forgets all about it by sunrise until the next plot is hatched. And so it goes on.
Today was supposed to be my day off - at least, I had... | "They will love me soon enough. They'll have to. People always love the dead ones." He looked at his average face in the mirror for one last time. "Harry is dead," he smirked as he got his mask and put it over his head. "And soon you will be too Crowman."
He put the rest of the tattered costume over his body. The cost... | |
[WP] This isn't an unreliable narrator. This is a very reliable narrator. Maybe TOO reliable. | She blew into my life like a cool breeze in a mid-August heat wave, maybe because I was enjoying a cool breeze in the middle of a heat wave. In August. Within moments, I was the only thing that mattered in her world, and she was all that mattered in mine. We didn't care about school. Our families. Friends. We built a l... | John woke up with a sore throat that morning.
But that hardly mattered, because on chapter IV John dies poisoned by his best friend Steve so he could get Sara.
For which he eventually went to jail.
Fin. | |
[WP] It isn't an invasion, or even a formal first contact. No, it's just some dude making a pit stop. | It was two forty three in the morning when he walked into the gas station. Just my luck that an alien decides to show up on my shift. No matter. Treat every customer with respect even if they're you're seven feet tall, terrifyingly muscular, and purple, right?
So he tried to convey to me what it was he needed without ... | "Damn it Debra, how was I supposed to know we'd be low on gas 30 light years ago?"
"Well Jim, you could have stopped earlier, but you had to be stubborn as usual and wait."
Jim let out a noise of disapproval in his wife's direction. He then directed his attention to his two children.
"Hang in tight, don't listen to yo... | |
[WP] It isn't an invasion, or even a formal first contact. No, it's just some dude making a pit stop. | Only a few of us remember humanity's first contact with intelligent life: Me, I was just a kid at the time. My memory is so bad now that I can't remember what I had for breakfast this morning. Wait, I haven't had it yet. Let me pour myself some of this coffee real quick.
Ahhh, that's better. Where was I? Oh yes, 1955.... | "Damn it Debra, how was I supposed to know we'd be low on gas 30 light years ago?"
"Well Jim, you could have stopped earlier, but you had to be stubborn as usual and wait."
Jim let out a noise of disapproval in his wife's direction. He then directed his attention to his two children.
"Hang in tight, don't listen to yo... | |
[WP] In the far future where most forms of armed combat have become obsolete, you are a member of the last remaining ground squad in existence. One day, you are deployed on a mission where all other options have failed. Detail this deployment. | We dropped the Newton bomb January 22nd, 4216.
For over two thousand years every life form in the known universe had been using CERNsyics, the ever expanding set of laws of physics that were seemingly infinitely malleable once you knew their properties. All of our advancements and all of our technology had been bas... |
Silence permeated everything for parsecs.
Until the organics moved and spoke.
"Is it really true?"
"Incredible..."
"Wow...
Man is alone again with the organics. All electrical circuit based life is soundless...
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"Sir! All units are incapacitated."
"Incorrect! 6000B is operational!"
"They are sleeping--... | |
[WP] In the far future where most forms of armed combat have become obsolete, you are a member of the last remaining ground squad in existence. One day, you are deployed on a mission where all other options have failed. Detail this deployment. | We were surrounded by metal on all sides. Out-flanked and out-gunned. The sun glinting off their cold eyes. Smoke and bullets filled the air.
Every drone I took down was replaced by another. They didn't value their own lives. They weren't even alive in the first place. They had no fear.
But we were afraid.
The UN... |
Silence permeated everything for parsecs.
Until the organics moved and spoke.
"Is it really true?"
"Incredible..."
"Wow...
Man is alone again with the organics. All electrical circuit based life is soundless...
---
"Sir! All units are incapacitated."
"Incorrect! 6000B is operational!"
"They are sleeping--... | |
[WP] A robot had a dream, and that dream was to be a real boy. He got his wish, however he wanted to be a robot again after quickly learning about the downsides of a organic body. | "OK then, what's *this?*" KX88 asked.
I rubbed the bridge of my nose. "Before you freak out again, it's *normal*. It's. Normal. It's all normal."
"I didn't ask if it was normal! Oh, shit. My brain's hot and itchy. What's going on? My brain's hot and itchy!"
I put my hands on his shoulders to stop him from flailing ... | When Robo-Johnny went to sleep
He hoped and wished and prayed
To rise, exultant, full of life
A boy, forever made.
 
When first light dawned, its rays intense
John strained his Robo-eyes
What strange sensation! What is this?
“I’m real!” young Johnny cried.
 
He stumbled, clumsy down the stai... | |
[WP] A wolf is struck with a curse: every full moon it turns into a human for one night. | I met Howard on literal dark stormy night.
Every year I make a 7-day solo trek up Mount Lucienne, and I always check the weather first to make sure it's safe. But you know, best laid plans and all that - of course I end up with the coldest and most miserable storm I've ever experienced. But it did introduce me to Ho... | *Pant* *Pant* *Pant* *Pant*
Grrr
*Pant* *Pant* *Pant*
Woof woof woof!
Ai Ai Ai Ai Ai Ai Ai Ai!
Ow ow ow ow ow ow!
It never stops hurting. Fuck it's cold without fur. I hope I dug this burrow deep enough to keep war...
Hey! Hey! Hey! Back off! This is my territory.
Ah what's the use - they can't understand me anymo... | |
[WP] A woman meets a guy that she really likes. The guy finally brings her home to meet his parents. The woman has a secret past life as a prostitute and recognizes the guy's father as one of her former clients. | What grabbed my attention first was the way he quietly smiled to himself when he read something that spoke to or amused him. His usually neutral lips shyly reached upwards into a half grin, almost as if he knew a secret nobody else did. Oblivious to the world, he continued this grin until the moment passed eventually r... | It’s been a year and a half now and I’m finally able to meet my boyfriend’s parents. I’m excited beyond my imagination because I’ve been begging him to introduce them to me for so long!
He just rang the bell. I think I hear them shuffling on the other side of the door.
“You’re here! I’m so glad you have arrived safel... | |
[WP] A woman meets a guy that she really likes. The guy finally brings her home to meet his parents. The woman has a secret past life as a prostitute and recognizes the guy's father as one of her former clients. | I have spent the evening sat next to a man who I know *very* well. Twice a week for about eight months he'd come over to the 'spa' at lunchtime for a massage called the mid afternoon special. We had to call it that, it sounded more legitimate than whorehouse.
Oh you thought I meant the massage part was code! No I am ... | It’s been a year and a half now and I’m finally able to meet my boyfriend’s parents. I’m excited beyond my imagination because I’ve been begging him to introduce them to me for so long!
He just rang the bell. I think I hear them shuffling on the other side of the door.
“You’re here! I’m so glad you have arrived safel... | |
[WP] A woman meets a guy that she really likes. The guy finally brings her home to meet his parents. The woman has a secret past life as a prostitute and recognizes the guy's father as one of her former clients. | What grabbed my attention first was the way he quietly smiled to himself when he read something that spoke to or amused him. His usually neutral lips shyly reached upwards into a half grin, almost as if he knew a secret nobody else did. Oblivious to the world, he continued this grin until the moment passed eventually r... | Things had been going great with me and Dennis, I only wish that he never had to know about what I did.
Times were tough, I was struggling to pay for college, and I would've done anything and everything to be a saleswoman. I'd do it again in a heart beat. I love my job, I love everything about it, I meet some great peo... | |
[WP] A woman meets a guy that she really likes. The guy finally brings her home to meet his parents. The woman has a secret past life as a prostitute and recognizes the guy's father as one of her former clients. | My heart began pounding in my chest.
I'd been on edge for a few days, ever since I'd agreed to come out to Zack's parents' place for the weekend. Nervous for the usual reasons: "will they like me?" "will they think I'm good enough for him?" "will I embarrass myself like a shitty Hollywood romcom?" I was also nervous f... | Nervous wreck doesn't begin to cover me on a good day. Although today is considered a good day, I'm terrified. Riding down the road with Adam at the wheel always relaxes me. It makes me think of how he saved my life. Always reminding me just what my life was like before him, which is admittedly something I don't en... | |
[WP] A woman meets a guy that she really likes. The guy finally brings her home to meet his parents. The woman has a secret past life as a prostitute and recognizes the guy's father as one of her former clients. | The dinner at his parent's lake house was just the start; I thought it might be the end of my days as an escort. Instead it was just the beginning.
His father and I stayed civil throughout the meal. His mother was lovely, clearly well bred, well read. Things I'll never be.
Things I pretended to be for John. Someone f... | The drugs, the sex, the money and violence...I'd given it all up when I met Mark. He was the first person to ever treat me like a real person, rather than an object or a tool for making money. He'd called me into his car from the corner and told me he wanted to have some fun, holding up a wad of cash.
When we got to ... | |
[WP] In present day New York City, a giant sinkhole appears revealing a deep underground vault system containing a civilization of technologically advanced humans who were hiding from (and vastly overestimated) the Ice Age. | Gazing over the edge of the vast lack of matter below me, I couldn't say a word.
The people gazing up at us from below, I thought, must have been as shocked as we were. I could imagine them thinking, *People up there? No, no, that's impossible. The conditions are horrid.* But I wasn't shocked, I was relieved. For the... | No one could have guessed what the seismic activity could have possibly meant at the time. The concept of doomsday striking in New York as cliched as it seemed was happening and the news ran wild with the end of the world storys. Scientists and tourists alike came to see what the media hailed as "the end of recorded hi... | |
[WP] A pill that gives people an incredible burst of empathy has been developed. It is extremely potent however. It's chiefly used on criminals who have wronged other people to make them feel bad for what they've done. | Mac was a killer. And now he had been arrested, tried, sentenced to death, but someone. Some **amazing** person had decided that he shouldn't be put in prison, rather be given a drug. Mac laughed at the thought. Drugs were what had gotten him into this mess in the first place and they wanted to give him more? Mac may h... | To complete his sentence Ted swallowed the pill, and promptly died from the wounds of Christ.
"Stigmata again?"
"Stigmata again."
It was a pickle, to be sure. The empathy pill seemed to work. All the prisoners who took it empathised with Jesus more than they ever had before, like a man never could without bursting ... | |
[WP] A pill that gives people an incredible burst of empathy has been developed. It is extremely potent however. It's chiefly used on criminals who have wronged other people to make them feel bad for what they've done. | "You're right darling," Mr. Yuster said at the door step, clutching a fist of flowers.
His wife fumbled for words. She never prepared for the day her husband would admit being wrong. Let alone returning home with roses. The only sound Mrs. Yuster could manage was a breath Mr. Yuster interpreted as a, huh.
He took tha... | To complete his sentence Ted swallowed the pill, and promptly died from the wounds of Christ.
"Stigmata again?"
"Stigmata again."
It was a pickle, to be sure. The empathy pill seemed to work. All the prisoners who took it empathised with Jesus more than they ever had before, like a man never could without bursting ... | |
[WP] You wake up at 2 p.m with no memory of the prior night. On the nightstand your cell phone is buzzing of the table. There are 2000+ messages all ranging from "Congratulations dude, I can't believe you did. you're a hero." to "OMG what the hell is wrong with you you're a complete monster..." | I was in that half way state between sleepiness and full alertness when the text message from my phone on my night stand woke me up. Irritated I picked up my iPhone. Below the time I saw two thousand plus messages.
"What the fuck."
I didn't even have two thousand friends, in fact I had exactly thirty contacts and r... | As Donald woke up he remembered the night before" shit" he thought "that was a heck of a party" he dressed styled his toupee looked at the messages on his phone, went fuck it put it in his pocket and walked out the room the man in the suit said "Morning Mr president"
Relatively new advice welcome | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | *Bone, taken from the willing; Blood of an ancient, stolen; flesh from an unbound slave; and a still-beating heart, forcibly taken.*
These words baffled detective in the Last Story Project for decades. Now, exclusively on the History Channel, we can reveal the dark origins onf that phrase. | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | She was dead. Thirty two stabbing holes in her body. A worthy scene of old massacres. Could this be... No. No way, there were no such things as psychopaths these days. The science of psychology had evolved so much in only 50 years. Now, we could know if a baby would become a psychopath right away, in his birth. It was ... | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | "What do we got?" Sawyer said. "Male 42 Caucasian, looks like a gun shoot to the back of the head" said Mike. "Any last words?" "Yes but they're garbage." "What are they?" "I'll have the pens to you by Friday." "Hmm either office work is getting a lot more dangerous or this guy didn't know see this coming." They both ... | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | I loved you... Why?
Sergeant Hermosa ran her finger over the words on the paper. They had been the last words spoken by Mila Cherry, the woman murdered in the case.
"What do you think Sarge?"
Hermosa glanced up at officer Hensy. "Looks like a domestic."
Hensy shook his head. "We checked it out. The husbands Alibi... | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | My heart was racing. I paced back and forth in Sergeant Manuel's office, making the "Sergeant" label on his desk sway, along with shaking pictures of his family. It wasn't until the door handle turned that I realized I had been biting my nails too, a habit I had picked up as a child and had dropped a long time ago. At ... | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | #Bad Night
"Finally, Marcus. You really took your time today."
Goldyear had been waiting for Detective Marcus for a good while. The smell of dead bodies was excruciating.
"Sorry, I had a bad night. What do we have here?"
Marcus was stinking alcohol. In front of them there was the corpse with some type of machinery ... | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | "Will you just tell me what his last sentence was, already?" The investigator was getting impatient.
The rookie hesitated, "I just... I can't... No one can say that!"
"Oh for the love of... just give me that report. It can't be that bad. 'Nickelback isn't that bad." The investigator began to vomit, then grimaced and... | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | “Hey thanks for coming by tonight. I know it’s late but I really need help with this case I’m working on,” said Officer Mungo.
“Sure no problem man. You had me at ‘I’ll supply the beer.’” joked Ben.
Mungo laughed, “Yeah I knew that’d get you over here. Come on in, grab a seat over there and I’ll go get those beers... | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | Truth in death. This is what they sought to find.
Around 20 years ago, a study was undertaken. A test pool of 1000 elderly or terminally ill people was taken. The study was to see if, after taking all the data from the last moments of each persons death, would a pattern emerge. Well one did. Some of them spoke, and wh... | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | "These Hollywood types have always been pretty fucked up, but this takes the cake." An unearthly stench billowed out of the talent agent's office early Monday morning. It was a scene that the investigator would never be able to erase from his mind: an obvious murder-suicide, but the rape? Why an entire family? The bodi... | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | The detectives were huddled around the Neuraudiolog completely astounded at the results that came back. The victim was homeless but witnesses say he was no stranger to love. Inside his jacket on the tag was inscribed the name Rick. They knew nothing about Rick or why he was beaten to death and rolled into the gutter. T... | 9:30 AM
"Alright, what do we have on the victim?", said Inspecteur Thierry.
"Victim's a Daniel Flaure, 21 year old male born in Paris. A jogger was jogging near the Passerelle Saint-Vincent bridge at 8 AM when he saw something in the Saône River. After seeing closer, he found that it is a dead body, he then called 11... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | *Bone, taken from the willing; Blood of an ancient, stolen; flesh from an unbound slave; and a still-beating heart, forcibly taken.*
These words baffled detective in the Last Story Project for decades. Now, exclusively on the History Channel, we can reveal the dark origins onf that phrase. | **"Knock..Knock"**
"Marty see who's there" said Detective Bellinger as he was pacing his steps slowly through living room - the crime scene. Carefully assessing the way the body has been posed, the blood everywhere.
"It's John sir, should I let him in? I mean it is a bloody mess here!"
"It's OK, let him in"
"Whe..W... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | She was dead. Thirty two stabbing holes in her body. A worthy scene of old massacres. Could this be... No. No way, there were no such things as psychopaths these days. The science of psychology had evolved so much in only 50 years. Now, we could know if a baby would become a psychopath right away, in his birth. It was ... | **"Knock..Knock"**
"Marty see who's there" said Detective Bellinger as he was pacing his steps slowly through living room - the crime scene. Carefully assessing the way the body has been posed, the blood everywhere.
"It's John sir, should I let him in? I mean it is a bloody mess here!"
"It's OK, let him in"
"Whe..W... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | "What do we got?" Sawyer said. "Male 42 Caucasian, looks like a gun shoot to the back of the head" said Mike. "Any last words?" "Yes but they're garbage." "What are they?" "I'll have the pens to you by Friday." "Hmm either office work is getting a lot more dangerous or this guy didn't know see this coming." They both ... | **"Knock..Knock"**
"Marty see who's there" said Detective Bellinger as he was pacing his steps slowly through living room - the crime scene. Carefully assessing the way the body has been posed, the blood everywhere.
"It's John sir, should I let him in? I mean it is a bloody mess here!"
"It's OK, let him in"
"Whe..W... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | I loved you... Why?
Sergeant Hermosa ran her finger over the words on the paper. They had been the last words spoken by Mila Cherry, the woman murdered in the case.
"What do you think Sarge?"
Hermosa glanced up at officer Hensy. "Looks like a domestic."
Hensy shook his head. "We checked it out. The husbands Alibi... | **"Knock..Knock"**
"Marty see who's there" said Detective Bellinger as he was pacing his steps slowly through living room - the crime scene. Carefully assessing the way the body has been posed, the blood everywhere.
"It's John sir, should I let him in? I mean it is a bloody mess here!"
"It's OK, let him in"
"Whe..W... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | My heart was racing. I paced back and forth in Sergeant Manuel's office, making the "Sergeant" label on his desk sway, along with shaking pictures of his family. It wasn't until the door handle turned that I realized I had been biting my nails too, a habit I had picked up as a child and had dropped a long time ago. At ... | **"Knock..Knock"**
"Marty see who's there" said Detective Bellinger as he was pacing his steps slowly through living room - the crime scene. Carefully assessing the way the body has been posed, the blood everywhere.
"It's John sir, should I let him in? I mean it is a bloody mess here!"
"It's OK, let him in"
"Whe..W... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | #Bad Night
"Finally, Marcus. You really took your time today."
Goldyear had been waiting for Detective Marcus for a good while. The smell of dead bodies was excruciating.
"Sorry, I had a bad night. What do we have here?"
Marcus was stinking alcohol. In front of them there was the corpse with some type of machinery ... | **"Knock..Knock"**
"Marty see who's there" said Detective Bellinger as he was pacing his steps slowly through living room - the crime scene. Carefully assessing the way the body has been posed, the blood everywhere.
"It's John sir, should I let him in? I mean it is a bloody mess here!"
"It's OK, let him in"
"Whe..W... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | "Will you just tell me what his last sentence was, already?" The investigator was getting impatient.
The rookie hesitated, "I just... I can't... No one can say that!"
"Oh for the love of... just give me that report. It can't be that bad. 'Nickelback isn't that bad." The investigator began to vomit, then grimaced and... | **"Knock..Knock"**
"Marty see who's there" said Detective Bellinger as he was pacing his steps slowly through living room - the crime scene. Carefully assessing the way the body has been posed, the blood everywhere.
"It's John sir, should I let him in? I mean it is a bloody mess here!"
"It's OK, let him in"
"Whe..W... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | “Hey thanks for coming by tonight. I know it’s late but I really need help with this case I’m working on,” said Officer Mungo.
“Sure no problem man. You had me at ‘I’ll supply the beer.’” joked Ben.
Mungo laughed, “Yeah I knew that’d get you over here. Come on in, grab a seat over there and I’ll go get those beers... | **"Knock..Knock"**
"Marty see who's there" said Detective Bellinger as he was pacing his steps slowly through living room - the crime scene. Carefully assessing the way the body has been posed, the blood everywhere.
"It's John sir, should I let him in? I mean it is a bloody mess here!"
"It's OK, let him in"
"Whe..W... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | Truth in death. This is what they sought to find.
Around 20 years ago, a study was undertaken. A test pool of 1000 elderly or terminally ill people was taken. The study was to see if, after taking all the data from the last moments of each persons death, would a pattern emerge. Well one did. Some of them spoke, and wh... | **"Knock..Knock"**
"Marty see who's there" said Detective Bellinger as he was pacing his steps slowly through living room - the crime scene. Carefully assessing the way the body has been posed, the blood everywhere.
"It's John sir, should I let him in? I mean it is a bloody mess here!"
"It's OK, let him in"
"Whe..W... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | The detectives were huddled around the Neuraudiolog completely astounded at the results that came back. The victim was homeless but witnesses say he was no stranger to love. Inside his jacket on the tag was inscribed the name Rick. They knew nothing about Rick or why he was beaten to death and rolled into the gutter. T... | **"Knock..Knock"**
"Marty see who's there" said Detective Bellinger as he was pacing his steps slowly through living room - the crime scene. Carefully assessing the way the body has been posed, the blood everywhere.
"It's John sir, should I let him in? I mean it is a bloody mess here!"
"It's OK, let him in"
"Whe..W... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | "What do we got?" Sawyer said. "Male 42 Caucasian, looks like a gun shoot to the back of the head" said Mike. "Any last words?" "Yes but they're garbage." "What are they?" "I'll have the pens to you by Friday." "Hmm either office work is getting a lot more dangerous or this guy didn't know see this coming." They both ... | Detective Green put his glasses down on the table and took a deep breath. Massaging his temples, he reached over to the coffee cup that was never too far from his desk in the morning. Taking a sip frowned. Not because of the coffee, it was excellent.
“They really should pay Janice more. God bless her, she comes in ear... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | I loved you... Why?
Sergeant Hermosa ran her finger over the words on the paper. They had been the last words spoken by Mila Cherry, the woman murdered in the case.
"What do you think Sarge?"
Hermosa glanced up at officer Hensy. "Looks like a domestic."
Hensy shook his head. "We checked it out. The husbands Alibi... | Detective Green put his glasses down on the table and took a deep breath. Massaging his temples, he reached over to the coffee cup that was never too far from his desk in the morning. Taking a sip frowned. Not because of the coffee, it was excellent.
“They really should pay Janice more. God bless her, she comes in ear... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | My heart was racing. I paced back and forth in Sergeant Manuel's office, making the "Sergeant" label on his desk sway, along with shaking pictures of his family. It wasn't until the door handle turned that I realized I had been biting my nails too, a habit I had picked up as a child and had dropped a long time ago. At ... | Detective Green put his glasses down on the table and took a deep breath. Massaging his temples, he reached over to the coffee cup that was never too far from his desk in the morning. Taking a sip frowned. Not because of the coffee, it was excellent.
“They really should pay Janice more. God bless her, she comes in ear... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | #Bad Night
"Finally, Marcus. You really took your time today."
Goldyear had been waiting for Detective Marcus for a good while. The smell of dead bodies was excruciating.
"Sorry, I had a bad night. What do we have here?"
Marcus was stinking alcohol. In front of them there was the corpse with some type of machinery ... | Detective Green put his glasses down on the table and took a deep breath. Massaging his temples, he reached over to the coffee cup that was never too far from his desk in the morning. Taking a sip frowned. Not because of the coffee, it was excellent.
“They really should pay Janice more. God bless her, she comes in ear... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | "Will you just tell me what his last sentence was, already?" The investigator was getting impatient.
The rookie hesitated, "I just... I can't... No one can say that!"
"Oh for the love of... just give me that report. It can't be that bad. 'Nickelback isn't that bad." The investigator began to vomit, then grimaced and... | Detective Green put his glasses down on the table and took a deep breath. Massaging his temples, he reached over to the coffee cup that was never too far from his desk in the morning. Taking a sip frowned. Not because of the coffee, it was excellent.
“They really should pay Janice more. God bless her, she comes in ear... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | “Hey thanks for coming by tonight. I know it’s late but I really need help with this case I’m working on,” said Officer Mungo.
“Sure no problem man. You had me at ‘I’ll supply the beer.’” joked Ben.
Mungo laughed, “Yeah I knew that’d get you over here. Come on in, grab a seat over there and I’ll go get those beers... | Detective Green put his glasses down on the table and took a deep breath. Massaging his temples, he reached over to the coffee cup that was never too far from his desk in the morning. Taking a sip frowned. Not because of the coffee, it was excellent.
“They really should pay Janice more. God bless her, she comes in ear... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | "What do we got?" Sawyer said. "Male 42 Caucasian, looks like a gun shoot to the back of the head" said Mike. "Any last words?" "Yes but they're garbage." "What are they?" "I'll have the pens to you by Friday." "Hmm either office work is getting a lot more dangerous or this guy didn't know see this coming." They both ... | The brain floated in the electrolyte bath like a pink poached egg, covered in electrodes. It belonged to Jeremy Beecher, a heavy-set male youth who had lived a sedentary life, consuming web content from his mother's basement.
It was the third brain this week and the tedious work and failure was frustrating Dr Grey to ... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | I loved you... Why?
Sergeant Hermosa ran her finger over the words on the paper. They had been the last words spoken by Mila Cherry, the woman murdered in the case.
"What do you think Sarge?"
Hermosa glanced up at officer Hensy. "Looks like a domestic."
Hensy shook his head. "We checked it out. The husbands Alibi... | The brain floated in the electrolyte bath like a pink poached egg, covered in electrodes. It belonged to Jeremy Beecher, a heavy-set male youth who had lived a sedentary life, consuming web content from his mother's basement.
It was the third brain this week and the tedious work and failure was frustrating Dr Grey to ... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | My heart was racing. I paced back and forth in Sergeant Manuel's office, making the "Sergeant" label on his desk sway, along with shaking pictures of his family. It wasn't until the door handle turned that I realized I had been biting my nails too, a habit I had picked up as a child and had dropped a long time ago. At ... | The brain floated in the electrolyte bath like a pink poached egg, covered in electrodes. It belonged to Jeremy Beecher, a heavy-set male youth who had lived a sedentary life, consuming web content from his mother's basement.
It was the third brain this week and the tedious work and failure was frustrating Dr Grey to ... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | #Bad Night
"Finally, Marcus. You really took your time today."
Goldyear had been waiting for Detective Marcus for a good while. The smell of dead bodies was excruciating.
"Sorry, I had a bad night. What do we have here?"
Marcus was stinking alcohol. In front of them there was the corpse with some type of machinery ... | The brain floated in the electrolyte bath like a pink poached egg, covered in electrodes. It belonged to Jeremy Beecher, a heavy-set male youth who had lived a sedentary life, consuming web content from his mother's basement.
It was the third brain this week and the tedious work and failure was frustrating Dr Grey to ... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | “Hey thanks for coming by tonight. I know it’s late but I really need help with this case I’m working on,” said Officer Mungo.
“Sure no problem man. You had me at ‘I’ll supply the beer.’” joked Ben.
Mungo laughed, “Yeah I knew that’d get you over here. Come on in, grab a seat over there and I’ll go get those beers... | The brain floated in the electrolyte bath like a pink poached egg, covered in electrodes. It belonged to Jeremy Beecher, a heavy-set male youth who had lived a sedentary life, consuming web content from his mother's basement.
It was the third brain this week and the tedious work and failure was frustrating Dr Grey to ... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | I loved you... Why?
Sergeant Hermosa ran her finger over the words on the paper. They had been the last words spoken by Mila Cherry, the woman murdered in the case.
"What do you think Sarge?"
Hermosa glanced up at officer Hensy. "Looks like a domestic."
Hensy shook his head. "We checked it out. The husbands Alibi... | At first, the tech was used by the military. You could find the last sentence of a soldier that took unexpected fire, for example. It was also used on killed enemies as you might glean a piece of useful intelligence.
As is usual for most tech, the military uses were a drop in the bucket. Law enforcement and the priv... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | My heart was racing. I paced back and forth in Sergeant Manuel's office, making the "Sergeant" label on his desk sway, along with shaking pictures of his family. It wasn't until the door handle turned that I realized I had been biting my nails too, a habit I had picked up as a child and had dropped a long time ago. At ... | At first, the tech was used by the military. You could find the last sentence of a soldier that took unexpected fire, for example. It was also used on killed enemies as you might glean a piece of useful intelligence.
As is usual for most tech, the military uses were a drop in the bucket. Law enforcement and the priv... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | “Hey thanks for coming by tonight. I know it’s late but I really need help with this case I’m working on,” said Officer Mungo.
“Sure no problem man. You had me at ‘I’ll supply the beer.’” joked Ben.
Mungo laughed, “Yeah I knew that’d get you over here. Come on in, grab a seat over there and I’ll go get those beers... | At first, the tech was used by the military. You could find the last sentence of a soldier that took unexpected fire, for example. It was also used on killed enemies as you might glean a piece of useful intelligence.
As is usual for most tech, the military uses were a drop in the bucket. Law enforcement and the priv... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | I loved you... Why?
Sergeant Hermosa ran her finger over the words on the paper. They had been the last words spoken by Mila Cherry, the woman murdered in the case.
"What do you think Sarge?"
Hermosa glanced up at officer Hensy. "Looks like a domestic."
Hensy shook his head. "We checked it out. The husbands Alibi... | We found the body in an alley in Austin, Texas. The corpse was pristine, well, as pristine as it could be for being a corpse. There was no scuffle, it wasn't a shooting or a mugging gone wrong, so what could it be? His wallet was empty, nothing had been taken from it, and only his fingerprints were on it. The boys in t... | |
[WP] Scientists are now able to recreate a person's last sentence before they died, leading to thousands of solved murder cases. However, one victim's last words leave detectives baffled. | My heart was racing. I paced back and forth in Sergeant Manuel's office, making the "Sergeant" label on his desk sway, along with shaking pictures of his family. It wasn't until the door handle turned that I realized I had been biting my nails too, a habit I had picked up as a child and had dropped a long time ago. At ... | We found the body in an alley in Austin, Texas. The corpse was pristine, well, as pristine as it could be for being a corpse. There was no scuffle, it wasn't a shooting or a mugging gone wrong, so what could it be? His wallet was empty, nothing had been taken from it, and only his fingerprints were on it. The boys in t... |
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