| General Fiction posted June 2, 2016 |
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A witch divorce
Don't Mess With A Witch
by prettybluebirds
I switched my bedside light on and checked to see what time it was. The clock read four forty- seven A.M, about two hours before breakfast and time to start mixing spells for my clients.
My worthless husband hadn't come home yet. He must have tied one on again last night and was probably at some all-night party or in a prostitute's bed. I really didn't care anymore; it was time to eliminate him and get on with my life. We witches don't need to put up with such crap.
Later, the phone rang as I was happily mixing herbs and chanting spells.
"Ma'am, we regret to inform you that your husband was killed in a freak accident. A huge rock rolled down a cliff and smashed into his car; he didn't survive".
It was good that the officer couldn't see my big smile.
100 Word Story writing prompt entry
I switched my bedside light on and checked to see what time it was. The clock read four forty- seven A.M, about two hours before breakfast and time to start mixing spells for my clients.
My worthless husband hadn't come home yet. He must have tied one on again last night and was probably at some all-night party or in a prostitute's bed. I really didn't care anymore; it was time to eliminate him and get on with my life. We witches don't need to put up with such crap.
Later, the phone rang as I was happily mixing herbs and chanting spells.
"Ma'am, we regret to inform you that your husband was killed in a freak accident. A huge rock rolled down a cliff and smashed into his car; he didn't survive".
It was good that the officer couldn't see my big smile.
My worthless husband hadn't come home yet. He must have tied one on again last night and was probably at some all-night party or in a prostitute's bed. I really didn't care anymore; it was time to eliminate him and get on with my life. We witches don't need to put up with such crap.
Later, the phone rang as I was happily mixing herbs and chanting spells.
"Ma'am, we regret to inform you that your husband was killed in a freak accident. A huge rock rolled down a cliff and smashed into his car; he didn't survive".
It was good that the officer couldn't see my big smile.
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Writing Prompt Write a story that is between 100 and 150 words. The trick is you must use the following words: breakfast, light, rock, phone, clock |
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Hand count 144 words. These short writes are a challenge and I enjoy writing them.
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