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[rurirune]

He hunched down, awaiting her return.

Eyes roam among leaves. Hush, child.

Scum will always be stepped on.

You know what? You've been stranded.

Flashing lights; the crack reveals colour.

Just stop bouncing! You'll float away!

[PiperDollie]

1. Sometimes, I forget you are dead.

2. Please, tell me our story again.

3. Her love repaired his broken wings.

4. A bunny finally finds a carrot.

5. Keep it up. You'll be sorry...

6. He hurriedly killed, but languidly sorrowed.

[FoxxTheSleepy]

An alcoholic, but a savior too.
Tons of pencils, but no erasers.
Lost again, thinking about the future.
I'd save you. You would not.
The wanderlust aches. Just leave already.

[Ariesgirl0404]

By words do you mean letters, spaces and punctuation marks? Or do you mean actually one hundred words?

[Digital TK]

Ariesgirl0404

By words do you mean letters, spaces and punctuation marks? Or do you mean actually one hundred words?

Words, not characters.

[AnneLaurant]

Are we back to 6-word stories again? Or 100? *A*

[the beautiful gelreesh]

Dark red drips from her stained fingertips.
All around her, all is still. Finally.
The wind catches the torn hem of her bloodied skirts and ruffles it.
She takes the hat and the pocket watch from the limp hands of their previous owners. They won’t be needing them anymore.
She places the too-large, dented crown upon her own head, cockeyed.
She needs a new, better name. One befitting a child with red in her hair and black in her mind.
A single word escapes from under her ragged breath.
Alice.
Somewhere, a clock ticks and tocks and ticks and stops.

[Yutora]

i like drabbles. someone here actually made me like them.
yo, i hope the title doesn't count into the wordcount. if yes, ignore it?




you could have left a note

i pretend that we’re lovers, somehow, it makes your orgasms okay, but i still feel like puking when you move out of the bed and to the door. i act like i’m asleep, then.

and when you are gone, i can admit that i never quite liked you stealing the air from my lungs when you kiss me—sucking on my tongue like a popsicle. but, at least, within this bed, we can whitewash it all: be hypocritical, pretend that you acknowledge my existence elsewhere as well.

sometimes, i’m okay with that; other times, i can’t gather the courage to breathe.





we're a coincidence

the warmth you emit suffocates me, dies in my throat when i choke out your name, unfurling to the sound of my own voice—exhausted from murmured warnings of fatal subduction.

and i spew out syllables of words i do not know when you breathe on my chest, leaving tiny droplets of moisture behind for me to swipe at when you’re not looking, which is easy because you never quite see.

but that’s okay because there’s beauty in gibberish, in unknown words and lexicon speak. besides, you misunderstand my cries anyway, swallowing them like wisps of smoke—inhaling, like a precious cigarette.

[97matics]

1. "I'm crying because I'm alive, dammit!"
2. "My life isn't yours to decide."
3. "Honey, I love you, but shush."
4."Ever thought of the life after?"
5. "Hang tight, and don't look up."
6. "I wake up to this bullshit."

[bacchanalia bat]

How long will I live, trapped as an animal in its confinements.
With loud songs so sweet hiding a world so cruel.
A cry falls on deaf ears, my worries are pushed aside.
The girl who cried wolf, a negligible force.
I am reduced to but a word: "shy."
My sickness is prickly, a thorn in my side.
I cannot run, and nor can I hide.
My mind is but a maze to me, and I do not have the key in my possession.
I cannot heal, and there is no recovery.
In the throes of social anxiety.

[NunuSama]

My two submissions both 100 words exactly redface

gaia_angelleft gaia_angelright

Everything was wet. Red and wet. It seeped into his clothes, sticking to his skin. He knew in a bit it would start to crust. It would eventually cause his skin to itch because it didn't belong. It wasn't his after all.

Things screamed inside his head. Blood slowly dripped down, hitting his cheek with a wet plop – warm yet cold. Like it was trying to hold onto threads of life.

That was a silly thing to do. Their bodies lay next to him. Pooling around his own stone cold body- or was he burning? So hot he felt cold?

gaia_nitemareleft gaia_nitemareright

We danced around a flaming fire
We gazed up at the fractured sky
We made a world out of shards of dreams
Shadowed by the moon
The stars twinkled with liquid silver
Mirroring the nightmares with fantasy’s
The broken dreams are never whole
Our world drains into madness
The one who was meant to save this world
Left
Cracks get bigger and the world starts to die
“I don't want to fade away”
“I’m your dream Alice...Don't leave.”
“I’m so cold... And afraid...”
Alice woke up and forgot to look back

gaia_angelleft gaia_angelright

I hope I've done this right redface

[larinkah]

Broken Dolls

Marianne shrieked gleefully.

She was playing with dolls. Dented dolls, dolls missing eyes or limbs, dolls with holes covered by Band-Aids. She loved them.

She sat them at the little-girl-sized table. Poured them imaginary tea.

Then she heard the bad noise.

Her curls bounced as she jerked her head up. "No," she whimpered frustratedly. She knew her fun was over.

And there appeared Violet, coming up the stairs, rubbing her eyes. She opened them to an empty room. But she knew she had heard Marianne. She sighed and scanned the room again.

She'd never know what always broke her dolls.

[FeverishBlithe]

Reality inside Nightmares
Murky visions of cream colored sheets filled my eyes. My hands out stretched before me; crumble in the sheets. His hands-vein strung instruments around my waist like a guitar.
John.
The sheets morph slowly into grey and I see a blinking red light drowned by bright white lights. My head hurts, as I look to the side. The driving wheel planted in his chest, blood from his head.

"John!"
I rubbed my eyes as I sat in queen bed, alone.
My eyes hurt.
"Dammit."
I rub harder.
I choked under my breath as water welled in my eyes.