http://thoughtcatalog.com/michael-koh/20...e-stories/
My favorite is #25
“Mesa called Jar-Jar Binks. Mesa your humble servant.”
My bf's most horrifying statement is only one sentence:
"We're the government, and we're here to help."
[I think he credits Reagan or other sources for this]
What's yours?
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When I wrote 5 to enter in an online contest, this one got the most high scores:
Waking to the sound of shattering glass and heavy footsteps, I bolted out of bed to hide in the closet, while my husband grabbed his rifle and yelled down the stairs, firing a warning shot, followed by angry shouts and two more gunshots, then dead silence. I froze, too terrified to move, until I finally heard, "You can come out now, Ladybug3..." -- the password on my deleted Facebook account that was hacked years ago by an unknown stalker.
But this is the entry that won:
I had my car keys in my hand, checking text messages for directions to the company dinner, when I received a call from my wife, pleading frantically, "Please tell me you have Duncan with you, because he's not at the day care...."
I'll never forget looking in the backseat, at my son's lifeless face, and screaming my head off.
My favorite is #25
“Mesa called Jar-Jar Binks. Mesa your humble servant.”
My bf's most horrifying statement is only one sentence:
"We're the government, and we're here to help."
[I think he credits Reagan or other sources for this]
What's yours?
===================
When I wrote 5 to enter in an online contest, this one got the most high scores:
Waking to the sound of shattering glass and heavy footsteps, I bolted out of bed to hide in the closet, while my husband grabbed his rifle and yelled down the stairs, firing a warning shot, followed by angry shouts and two more gunshots, then dead silence. I froze, too terrified to move, until I finally heard, "You can come out now, Ladybug3..." -- the password on my deleted Facebook account that was hacked years ago by an unknown stalker.
But this is the entry that won:
I had my car keys in my hand, checking text messages for directions to the company dinner, when I received a call from my wife, pleading frantically, "Please tell me you have Duncan with you, because he's not at the day care...."
I'll never forget looking in the backseat, at my son's lifeless face, and screaming my head off.
