The terrified screech of the blue jay was awful to hear; I turned to witness the hawk’s swooping kill, so close that a rain of glittering blue feathers drifted into my hair while I stood, awed, silent, thrilled.
Category: One Sentence Stories
One Sentence Story – The Day
When she stepped into her car that morning and realized that she’d only shaved one leg, she knew it was going to be a long day.
One-Sentence Story – The Neighbors
It was inevitable that one day our next door neighbors would discard a rotting mattress on their front lawn.