Six Word Stories

"The question is 'Why?'"
"Why not?"

 

I came, I saw, I boogied.

 

I don’t have much time, so—

 

Born with pen, cried for paper.

 

"Honey, where is the baby?"
"Shit!"

 

Her eyes close, I let go.

 

Sorrowful crying.
A new Twilight movie.

 

A world forgotten, renewed by one.

 

Six words is just not enough.

 

Shots, shots, shots! Ouch, uggh, why?

 

Where were we? Where we were.

Born as paper. Cried for pen.

Having no choice, I thee wed.


The day begins, the world ends.

As I came, now I go.

 

Edit: I'm going through my posts as I need to delete a couple of them I don't want to link me to this forum. While doing this I'm editing some I realise could be read the wrong way, for one reason or another. I like mystery, but I think the ambiguity in this one could be misinterpreted. (Maybe I'm only being paranoid). Anyway I'm replacing 'He likes to think he is' with the below.

I like to think you are.

 

I saw humanity, and thought...why?

 

His head was in his hands.

A final treat, look, ice cream!

 

Boulders to mountains; love, to shame.

 

I forgot my line. Help me!

 

Shoelaces untied, the pavement assaulted me.

 

I'm a moron, but that's funny.

 

It began, and ended, quite suddenly.

 

The cannibal replied, "Clown taste funny."

 

haphazardly, he dropped the poisoned bottle.

 

He destroyed the ring of power.