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Wednesday, 5 February 2014

Story: Birth

The other day fellow blogger NandiniDeka posted a challenge: Write a short story in 100 words or less.

Here's my go.

Birth

I’d always suspected that the baby wasn’t really mine.

Now I know I was right. I know I couldn't possibly be the father.  

Because when the time came, and my wife began screaming, it wasn‘t because of labour pains.

It was because the baby was chewing its way out. 
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8 comments:

  1. Unknown5 February 2014 at 10:06

    Wrong, wrong, wrong.

    But so right.

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  2. Helena Fortissima5 February 2014 at 12:44

    Eeeeeeek! You know, that'd be a great opening for a movie! Strong work, Big D.

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  3. nothingprofound5 February 2014 at 15:25

    Now that is gruesome. Could be the sequel to Rosemary's Baby.

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  4. JerseyLil5 February 2014 at 19:34

    Like it, Big D (the story Not the baby LOL!). Great flash fiction horror because it gave me the creeps. Had visions of Rosemary’s Baby! Nice job!

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  5. iancochrane5 February 2014 at 20:01

    Golly BigD.
    & yes JL, memories of Rosemary's baby for sure.
    Cheers, ic

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  6. PBScott6 February 2014 at 02:59

    Ack! Hit it with a stick!

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  7. Gerry Hatrić6 February 2014 at 11:43

    Eeewwww!!!!

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  8. PoliticalGuard7 February 2014 at 14:45

    Maybe it was hungry?

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