Thursday, November 21, 2013

55 word story: That acrid smell

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I sniffed the air. That acrid smell was getting stronger.

It smelt of a dead body.

But being a writer, I lived alone.

I moved towards my desk. A sickening stench assaulted me. I flipped open my diary. The smell was emanating from its final page.

You see, I had killed the protagonist last evening. 


  1. Haha! Awesome! Beautiful indeed!

  2. Hey I have nominated you for the liebster award at my blog!

    And I have commented on this post coz I am such a huge fan of your Flash-55! :D

  3. Liked your flash fiction...ended beautifully ! ( not for the protagonist though)

  4. What an end! Kudos for the mystery woven in 55 words! :)

  5. wow. what a way to end.. loved it :)


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