“It’s time…”
“Really?”
“Yep. I’ve got ‘em all right here.”
“Cool! I’ll grab the matches.”
—
“How high do you think they’ll get?”
“Way high…”
“Way high… This is gonna be awesome!”
“Totally awesome.”
—
“So, is that it, then?”
“Guess so.”
“Bummer.”
“Bummer.”
“What do you wanna do now?”
“Go home I guess.”
“Cool.”
“Later.”
“Later.”
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Luke wasn’t as interested as Daddy in the electronic beep coming from the table.
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Daddy was scarcely aware of Luke as he crawled between his feet.
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The screen went black as Luke sat under the table and pressed the button that turned the small orange light back on.
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Jim sat on the bench reflecting on the everything that had happened.
A road trip to the big game.
A dramatic last second score.
A few beers to celebrate the upset.
It was shaping up to be one of the best days of his young life.
“Now what,” he wondered as the cell door closed.
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It all started with an innocent comment by Mr.Potato, who claimed he is the world’s most popular vegetable. Unknown to Joe, his kitchen became a free-for-all warzone, each one trying to better the others.
Ultimately, the war resulted in Joe’s constipation.
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He told me to ask for help, anytime. So when I was stuck, I asked God to help me write good stories. He gave me lots of ideas but later I found to my horror, that He had given the same ideas to other people too.
“Sorry son”, He said, “I’m overworked, “.
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The blog network’s bosses were upset, very upset.
“50% decrease in traffic and number of posts, What’s happening guys?”
“55 fiction blog; our bloggers spend most of their time reading/commenting there, or writing for it”
“Unacceptable, shut it down.”
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A missile tore through the engine, completely taking out the left wing. The pilot tried to steady the plane, but it quickly went into an out of control nose dive.
A minute later it crashed into the ground in a violent explosion. Fire everywhere. No survivors left.
“Crap!” the gamer yelled, throwing down his joystick.
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All out war in the cyberworld, each one proclaiming his importance.
Database: “Without me, where’ll you store the data?”
Email: “I’m the primary tool that connects people”
Office: “I’m the most important, responsible for all corporate communication”
The war intensified. All of them looked at OS, the silent spectator.
“I’m tired guys, I’m shutting down”.
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As the first notes from the piano played we looked at each other and I saw her lip crease as she tried not to cry. It was our song, not theirs but ours, we’d picked it and left it to the side until it was our special day and now it wasn’t that special anymore.
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