Two Sentence Short stories

“You can’t make a story with just two sentences”!

“Watch me”.

 

After the wing healed, I let her go.

I believed in angels after that.

 

“You’re going to die alone”.

“That may be, but I’ll live with her”.

 

“You deserve someone who knows you better.

And here, I saved you the blue M&Ms”.

 

A tree landed on my car before it spun out of control.

I got out of my car and said “Thanks Dad, and rest in peace”.

 

“I like things a gentleman should not enjoy” he said.

“I’ve got handcuffs in my bag” she replied with a smile.

 

“That’s ok sweetie, we all have demons”.

“Are yours in your basement too”?

 

It was a boy meets girl story until the dick pic was sent.

He was surprised to say the least.

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diamondI came across a talking diamond

I picked it up and listened to what was said

It spoke of how it wasn’t pretty yet

Wanting my shade of red

Now my pants are black and my jacket is green

Whatever could the diamond mean

 

I woke in a groggy state

Crimson nightmares hurled me into the waking land

Where the diamond had turned pink

And lay sleeping in my hand

The clock mocked

As the energy needed for simple tasks shocked

But it does not matter

How awfully slow the days go by

For I have my talking diamond

Always by my side

 

I now have a pale complexion

And shadows under my eyes

Upon closer inspection

Yet the cause of all this

There is no detection

Until my talking diamond spoke

One last time

About the shade of red

It could never find

It said rubies get all the fame

So to match is to mimic

And to mimic is to be the same

Within my veins coursed its shade of red

It knows I am too weak

To get out of bed

The diamond will be pretty

The ruby has been fed