One Sentence Story Collection XIV

It had been two weeks since last she saw the sunrise.

It's strange, that even now, all my thoughts turn to you.

Frank's coffee that morning tasted awful, but that was to be the best part of his day.

Eric shamelessly joins the Twitter trend. #6wordstory

One Sentence Story Collection XIII

As Cassie awoke from her eighteen month space journey in hyper-stasis, she realized she had forgotten to pack underwear.

She swore by the healing power of formaldehyde, just not for very long.

Calvin set up the bear-tra— err... Santa-containment-unit beside the milk and cookies.

After a long day, he finally fell asleep.

One Sentence Story Collection XII

He didn't know the meaning of the word "defeat" because it wasn't in his dictionary: Learn My ABC's.

The cereal box read 'fortified with iron,' so it should not have come as a surprise that it destroyed Timothy's teeth.

From the bowels of the earth spewed forth thousands upon thousands of gentle green grasses.

The story was only one sentence and left a bitter feeling of lachrymosity and suicidal despondency (as all the rest).

One Sentence Story Collection XI

Time had dulled the pain, but it still cut just as deep.

The floss only forced the wedged strawberry seed deeper into the gap between my molars.

The city slowly sprawled out like a spreading cancer across the landscape.

I saw your face in a photograph and spent the whole night wondering.

One Sentence Story Collection X

I fell asleep to the sound of rain outside.

She stood at the pier waiting for his return, but his ship never returned.

Half the stores at the mall were shuttered and empty; the other half was halfway there.

I booed the boo-er, but it just sounded like I was agreeing with him.

The remains of the rose she gave me were pressed between the pages of a book I once had given her.

One Sentence Story Collection IX

In an instant of momentary negligence I had irreparably scarred my one true friend leading to his irreversible yet untimely demise.

Through all the doubt, and all the pain and misery, there was a glimmering hint of happiness just around the corner, so she stayed.

Just over the next hill lay green pasture, a cool breeze, and an unending blue sky.

Silent waters hide aberrant creatures in their murky deep, seen only by eyes not long left to see.

One Sentence Story Collection VIII

The other spacemen didn't let poor Spaceman Ned join in any spaceman games possibly because his oxygen level indicator glowed red.

Pastor Sciutto arrived at the wake dressed as a Ghostbuster, "I ain't afraid of no ghosts!"

A Confederate flag fluttered on top of a dirty beat-up truck that was so old it was probably from the Civil War itself.

I sit beside the mailbox waiting for a reply that I am not sure will ever arrive.

One Sentence Story Collection VII

They were all wearing matching colored jackets like they were all a part of the same dolphin-gang.

"Okay, kids, remember: Don't tell mommy the babysitter is dead."

For what it's worth, the "Compulsory User Slavery Clause" had been in the Online Terms of Service Agreement for two years before anyone actually noticed.

"When I said, 'Give me a hand,' I meant it in every conceivable meaning possible."

Mother died this morning; I found out by e-mail.

One Sentence Story Collection VI

Paleontologist Richard Goldberg was hardly egotistical; his first major find was named the richardgoldbergisawesomosaurus.

He received a do-you-love-me letter with boxes marked 'yes' and 'no,' but he instead drew a third box and checked it and labeled it 'ewwww.'

She is like a song that gets stuck in your head; the more you try to forget her, the deeper she imbeds herself into your psyche.

"Put away the regular ol' ketchup, Margaret; tonight were breakin' out the 'fancy catsup!'"

One Sentence Story Collection V

"I'm sorry Mrs. Jablonski, but your robot's got severe rust-itis and will have to be shut down . . . permanently," the robo-mechanic said.

Like clockwork, the clock worked.

After losing my third finger, I thought maybe I should have looked at those instructions after all.

Coach Vaughn aligned the metal bat with the kneecap, "You're just going to have to take one for the team, Johnny."

One Sentence Story Collection IV

Onto the page he poured out his heart with ink and tears, fully aware it would never be seen by whom it was for.

The beast was felled; the trumpets blared, and thunderous applause echoed through the court as the boy, now a man, triumphantly returned.

Another dead body brought the total to four, but Detective Halpern felt down inside his gut that before very long it would soon be five.

Rain falls hard against my window, the backbeat to nature's glorious song.

Down, down, down she went, twisting and turning as she fell from grace.

One Sentence Story Collection III

"Why do I have to do everything myself?" asked the last man on Earth.

Together they sang a song unlike any song they had ever sung before, nor would ever sing again.

The tactless preacher ended the eulogy, "He was crushed by his own hubris . . . also a steamroller."

John's malaise was thick and profuse like mayonnaise spread opulently over a ham sandwich.

One Sentence Story Collection II

I have begun using my Twitter account (found at http://twitter.com/briefconceits) to post one sentence stories, which is actually something I started this blog off with all the way back in April of last year. So I decided to catalogue my one sentence stories that I post on Twitter up here as well. So follow me on Twitter if you want to get these before everyone else! (Tantalizing!)

RXF77-9T had finally felt the emotion that had surprisingly become rather common among the robots of the future; RXF77-9T knew love.

As unspeakable evils spewed forth from the dimensional rift, Dr. Edward Samburg realized this might stymie his chances at a Nobel Prize.

A red cape with an 'S' will turn even the smallest boy into a mighty superhero.

The bag of coffee grounds was empty this morning, heralding the day my coffee addiction would finally kill me and everyone I loved.

A hauntingly beautiful song echoed through the still night air, and the children obediently heeded its call, marching to the cemetery.

One Sentence Short Stories

"Don't push that button," were his last words, but for a completely unrelated reason.

Clanging church bells; how long had it been since I heard that sound?

The thunderous roar of the charging Tyrannosaurus Rex told Marty that the time travel experiment was both a success and a failure.