Here's some variety of ultra-short story I wrote using Write or Die to spur me on toward greatness. Or, you know, bagel obsession.
It's probably not finished. I reserve the right to re-write it later.
They gave me the last bagel. At least they said it was the last bagel. "We've done a world wide search," they said.
They held a lottery with every region on Earth and my region won. Then they wrote down all of our names on scraps of paper and pulled a name out.
It was my name. They handed me the bagel and told me that I should enjoy it.
Because there wouldn't be any more bagels.
I laughed, and I laughed, and I laughed. They asked me what was so funny.
I told them, "I don't even like bagels."
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