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I have previously posted collections of two sentence horror stories, you can read them by clicking on the following link:
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My all time favourite from the earlier post:
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Two further favourites:
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Some 2 sentence horror stories from moi:
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My wife smiled as she walked towards me for our lunch date, then her look changed to one of horror.
“Look out, behind you,” she screamed, “he’s got a knife!”
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“Who wins the next election and becomes Prime Minister?” I asked the fortune teller as she gazed at the crystal ball.
“Scott Morrison stays PM and starts a record term” she replied.
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“This is a great steak,” she said as she took another bite.
I didn’t tell her that she was eating the pet that she had given me months earlier.
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Some from elsewhere . . .
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Whilst posting the above two sentence horror stories, it put me in mind of the opening scenes of Sin City, a fave film. More than two sentences but reminiscent . . .
The wind rises, electric. She's soft and warm and almost weightless. Her perfume is a sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell her that everything will be all right. That I'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take her far, far away. I tell her I love her.
[silenced gunshot]
The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot. I hold her close until she's gone. I'll never know what she was running from. I'll cash her check in the morning.
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