Six Word Stories

"I'm sorry. I'm afraid she's gone."

 

Wow, that actually gave me chills

Here's one-

Heartbeat lessens. Flatline is the echo.

 

"The subject is aboard."
"Commence probulating."

 

There's a disturbance in the force.

 

Even the birds have stopped singing.

 

"I am free" laughed the devil.

 

"I... am your father."
"Oh shit."

 

It’s over. That’s it. That’s all.

 

It was a fairly boring revolution.

I lost her somewhere in Tokyo.

Cheap wedding rings! Only worn once.

 

"Doctor, is it stuck in there?"

 

Hamster hamstrings human inhumanely, dehumanising him.

 

Irishman rolled joints for Deutsch men.

 

If only my nose was blocked.

 

My lover, I am so sorry.

It all goes to ash, certainly.

Why did you kiss me then?

Darkness is the brightest light imaginable.

Love you? I never knew you.

Why did it end this way?

It’s Dark Fire, your final pyre.

 

Now, young Skywalker, you will die.

 

I replaced my husband with chips

 

I think that’s a Catholic heresy.

 

Not the chills but the shivers.

The end of the world; again.

 

The radiant bat wing swallowed pyramids.

 

I STRAGATHOR, I FIGHT BAD GUYS!

 

"Don't."

"Gotta work-"

"Stop."

"Sorry!"

"No."

 

Age upon us, great superhero animals.

Bird? Plane? No, a flying pig.

A streak of incoming...bacon. Sizzle.

 

"She said she was eighteen, officer!"

 

"Wait! Please don't leave me alone"