very short stories with a bit of a twist..
This is not original, so have mercy on me..
Story one..
Me and my family knew or remembered about our past lives.
So it's time for me to tell my son who am i in my past live.
"I was actually a girl who was murderer in the snow" I said.
He grinned and said.. "that WILL be a coincidence.." My son murmured..
Story two.
Me and my best friend, Kasandra. were face timing on my bedroom.
I was laying on my bed as i talked to her.
Due to my clumsiness, i droppedmy phone on the ground.
I picked it up and when i picked it up she looked so afraid..
She whispered closely..
"There's a stranger underneath your bed..!"
Story three.
"Please take me instead!" I screamed at the man who took my daughter.
"Sorry miss.. Children only" He said.
He said as he put my daughter on the last life boat of the sinking ship..
Story four..
They say that you can feel everything that happens to you after you die..
I should be flattered, my husband still finds me attractive after all these years of our marriage..
Story five..
Me and my 4 children has nothing to eat..
Just like what they say.. "A mother always sacrifice HERSELF for the sake of her children.."
Story six..
Every dinner my brother would always spit on my plate when mother's not looking..
I wad forced to eat my food with his spit cause—i don't wanna complain..
He would do this for years but not decade.. In mother's funeral he came close to me and whispered..
"I'm sorry about spitting at your food, it was the only way to loose the effects of the poison"
Story seven..
I was alone in the house with my older brother, Stephano.
He was in his office while i was in...
Story one..
Me and my family knew or remembered about our past lives.
So it's time for me to tell my son who am i in my past live.
"I was actually a girl who was murderer in the snow" I said.
He grinned and said.. "that WILL be a coincidence.." My son murmured..
Story two.
Me and my best friend, Kasandra. were face timing on my bedroom.
I was laying on my bed as i talked to her.
Due to my clumsiness, i droppedmy phone on the ground.
I picked it up and when i picked it up she looked so afraid..
She whispered closely..
"There's a stranger underneath your bed..!"
Story three.
"Please take me instead!" I screamed at the man who took my daughter.
"Sorry miss.. Children only" He said.
He said as he put my daughter on the last life boat of the sinking ship..
Story four..
They say that you can feel everything that happens to you after you die..
I should be flattered, my husband still finds me attractive after all these years of our marriage..
Story five..
Me and my 4 children has nothing to eat..
Just like what they say.. "A mother always sacrifice HERSELF for the sake of her children.."
Story six..
Every dinner my brother would always spit on my plate when mother's not looking..
I wad forced to eat my food with his spit cause—i don't wanna complain..
He would do this for years but not decade.. In mother's funeral he came close to me and whispered..
"I'm sorry about spitting at your food, it was the only way to loose the effects of the poison"
Story seven..
I was alone in the house with my older brother, Stephano.
He was in his office while i was in...