“I cannot handle all the stares anymore!” I said. “All because I wanted to be different.
A short story: Just the breeze? Roger had never been more offended.
There’s a sea, just off the coast of wherever you live, that’s so famous you probably haven't heard of it. It’s famous because it hasn’t displayed waves in over a hundred years.
"Honestly, this whole story sounds pretty impossible to me" I said. "Have you been drinking lately?
I was walking on the road, the warm polluted air hitting my face as my feet hit the dirty ground, when I saw something.
The depressed assassin was sad. Most of his victims had this persistent, resolute, unwavering desire to not die, and they showed it.