Twitter Fiction 2
Published on Nov 19, 2015
A follow up to my Twitter Fiction deck. Here are twenty more Twitter stories, all told in 140 characters or less.
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Dear Tooth Fairy
In case you're wondering, the teeth are not all mine. The one's in the glass jar I borrowed from Grandma.
Love
Jen
Photo by Jenn Durfey
I bought a return ticket. As I peered out of the train window watching her wave me off, I knew I wouldn't be using it
Photo by jonasginter
They say I've lost my mind. Can't think how, I'm sure I had it with me when I left home this morning. Wonder where it's got to?
Photo by illuminaut
No sooner had I put the words on the page than they tumbled off the edge and disappeared. At this rate I'll never make it as a writer.
Photo by Squire of Cydonia
Just borrowed my friend's copy of '15 Ways To Kill Your Husband'. She apologised for the blood stains. Apparently #13 can get messy.
Photo by Laenulfean
He fished out the two floating objects from his beer, a top set of dentures and a glass eye. He wondered who the teeth belonged to?
Photo by Anti D
What a lovely present. Your bloodied left ear. They say if I don't pay up it'll be your left one next. I can't wait!
Photo by derklbot
They shone a bright light in my eyes. Then the questions started. I never thought meeting her parents would be this hard.
Photo by Walt Stoneburner
Granddad was devastated. Apparently the tooth fairy was a myth. That night he put his teeth in a glass and not under his pillow.
Photo by Sam Hames
The rumble in his stomach interrupted the important meeting. His boss glared at him. Then came the flatulence. His career was over.
Photo by lumaxart
She wasn’t keeping up with the others, so Jenny was put in the ‘slow readers group’. This suited her. It’s where all the boys were.
Photo by Mike Licht, NotionsCapital.com
Yellow puss oozed from the swollen blisters around his lips. She licked her lips in anticipation of their first kiss.
Photo by fahrenheit45one
In a panic Goldilocks shot Baby Bear dead. Mummy and Daddy Bear rushed at her. She fired twice more before returning to the porridge
Photo by mclib dot net
The crew were starving and it was almost Christmas. They hoped Noah wouldn’t notice that one of the turkeys was missing.
The children stood in a circle chanting, “Fight, fight, fight.” The Headmaster smiled, at least he had the crowd on his side.
Photo by Martin Le Roy
Santa knew the children would be disappointed, but what could he do? It wasn’t every week that you got a chance of a fortnight in Barbados.
Photo by bill barber
Flowers by the tree, a reminder of his untimely death. Skid marks in the middle of the road, a reminder of his drunken driving.
Photo by Duncan Allan Photography dot com
Dead Certainty, 100-1 on. It fell at the first, broke a leg, had to be shot. That would soon be his fate if he didn’t pay his debts
Photo by IQRemix
Maybe he should check out the swollen blister on his finger. Little did he know that it was too late, the creature had hatched.
Photo by loungerie
Hogwarts cleaners had been on strike for two weeks now. There was fairy dust on the window sills, on the bookcases, everywhere
Photo by Karen Roe
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