Creative Brain: The 55-Word Short Story

"The Libertine"

"He was well-loved, and we shall all miss him very much," the priest said.

She approached his flower-laden casket, and quickly glanced at the crowd behind her. They were all there-- the ones he loved more than her. She stared at her wedding ring, lowered her head, and silently mumbled, "Thank you, God."

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I wrote this back in February of 2002. It was an assignment I saw another English teacher conduct in his class. He told me to write one just for fun. When I showed him the result, he thought it was grossly wicked.

That's me. Grossly wicked.