Accident

Five mugs rest on a wobbly kitchen shelf, arms fixed in a porcelain salute to their fallen sixth comrade. #130story

Bex carefully composed an awesome, truly epic and momentous story. Then her thumb slipped... Oops, back to the drawing board! ;0) #130story

The noise was vague.
Crying.
Screaming.
The smell was overpowering.
He put his hat on.
Got out of his car.
At the accident.
#130story

thegroundisn'trightit'sthewrongwayroundc0ldmyarmsfeelw€tohgodwhyaretheywet(where'smydaughter)andtheindicator keeps. 0n. fla$h!ng- #130story

Assuming that the coast was clear
I lobbed that stone
It arced and bent
And struck my mother on the ear
An awful August accident
#130story

Glass everywhere. A child's single glove lost in the gutter. The fading noise of the crowd. A crescendo of sirens. #130story.

#130story He tried to do the laundry,had trouble with the dial...so when she sees her jumper,I don't think she will smile.

I turned off the light to go to bed. In the darkness, I kicked the coffee table that I'd moved earlier to hoover. Purple toes. #130story

Peace. She looked at peace. One last touch of her cooling hand, the veins soft and purple in the hue of the nurse's desk light. #130story

#130story You were never meant to find that letter, hidden under the layers of old linen. You were never meant to know about the accident.

#130story He watched the dark liquid spread slowly across the flagstones, & sat back. Light faded, darkness fell. Silence. He did not move.

Yes, cut the red cable.
I said the RED cable.
Yes.
That's the one.
Are you sure?
Definitely not!!
Please no!
I said the red cab...
#130story

Deep into distant woodlands winds a mazy way, reaching to overlapping spurs of mountains bathed in a hill-side blue… https://t.co/2sPWjEgoFS