Story 159 (Fan fiction):
Bianca didn't need a test to know if she was Divergent. She saw it every time she looked in the mirror and saw a face that wasn't hers.
Story 160:
When he was alive, DelMarco had always figured that he would never amount to much. Now that he was dead, an ugly vampire, he knew he wouldn't.
In this blog I'll try to post two or three short stories per week that are from 4 to 50 words in length.
Monday, September 22, 2014
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Stories 156, 157 and 158
Story 156:
The book was missing a page. No wonder the story had seemed so off...
Story 157:
I faked my way into the hospital only to discover that the disease was real.
Story 158:
It was too dark to see. Agent 29 shuddered as something cold and slimy brushed up against her skin. That was impossible. It had already died, hadn't it? That was her mission. But she had killed it too late. Now a nest of them were slithering toward her out of curiosity... and hunger.
The book was missing a page. No wonder the story had seemed so off...
Story 157:
I faked my way into the hospital only to discover that the disease was real.
Story 158:
It was too dark to see. Agent 29 shuddered as something cold and slimy brushed up against her skin. That was impossible. It had already died, hadn't it? That was her mission. But she had killed it too late. Now a nest of them were slithering toward her out of curiosity... and hunger.
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