A 100-Word Short Story?

Leon slammed the spade’s blade into the dirt cellar floor. “Hack my Facebook account will she? Bitch! No wonder Dad ran off with the babysitter-slash-cheerleader when I was ten.”

The Cynglish Beat: Her Hair

Don’t care about your hair? That’s unfair, patent or not. Today I had cheap perfume girl in the bus next to me, yakky cellphone guy in the train behind me, coughing H1N1-man in the elevator beside me.

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