Microfiction ExC

 

(Image Information: L-zonc 135 Pages Death Note: https://www.amazon.com/L-zonc-Pages-Death-Notebook-Feather/dp/B00RX1CCS2)

Short Story

Just another normal day of going to work, Michael had no idea what would happen to him today. On his drive to work, Michael was suddenly stopped by a black notebook that was thrown onto his front windshield while stopped at a stop light. He immediately got out of the car confused, and grabbed the strange looking notebook. 

"Command Note"

When he opened the notebook, the front page was filled with writing. As Michael read on, his eyes widened. 

"Rule #1 of Command Note: The name of the person you write down on this notebook shall obey one single command of the user's choice"

Power. That was all Michael could think of. 

Tweet: 

No one: 

Literally no one:

Big 10: Anything and everything for you Mr. Ohio State! 

Author's Note

Have you guys ever seen the anime show called "Death Note?" My goodness, what an incredible show! I finished the entire series in three days and I wish I could have been more productive. BUT, it was well worth the time I put in. It was simply one of the best shows I have ever watched and it just keeps you on the edge of your seat for 37 episodes. Anyways, I wrote the story as I was thinking about the show and it has similar angles to it. The tweet refers to the Big 10 committee kneeling down for Ohio State and changing the rules in their favor of getting into the conference championship. 

Microfiction

(Image Information: Itachi background photo https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/326159197990039503/)

Short Story

It's 5 o'clock in the morning. Conversation got boring. We weren't getting anywhere. She went to her bedroom. I couldn't follow. I stayed in the living room. What more could I have done? Hours after hours, we'll never understand each other. 

*Girl screaming

What? What was that? I rush down the hall way and swing the door open to her bedroom. I find her on the floor just laying there, face-down. There's a pool of blood where she is lying. The window is open, curtain dancing in the wind. A dark figure paused as they were escaping through the window. 

“Come find me.” He says as he disappears out of the window. 

What is going on? 

Tweet: 

Gyms must remain open during the pandemic. The constitution guarantees freedom of the press.

Author's Note:

HAHAHA, okay, the tweet is AMESOME. You have you admit. Okay, fine, I'll admit that I stole that tweet. It's so golden, though, that is actually one of the best tweets I have ever seen in my life. For the short story, I started off with the T-Pain's song and then just ran with the story. I wasn't sure if I wanted to write a murder mystery or what, but remembered that I just recently watched an anime show called Death Note and went with something similar. 

Microfiction

 Short Story

Father Francis is walking down the lane near the town park, whistling to himself. It was a dry and chilly evening as he took his usual walk after dinner. All of a sudden he hears a faint scream in the distance. He turns to face the path at once to look for any danger. He sees nothing and then runs down the path. There he sees two people. One struggling and the other calm. The calm girl turns at the sound of Father Francis, her hair is tangled, her face is pale, her hands are blood soaked and cut. She drops the other person as Father Francis drops to the floor in shock. Her eyes are as black as the eyes of the devil. As Father Francis is unable to move in shock, she disappeared into the dark. 

Tweet:

No one:

Literally no one:

Colin Cowherd when Baker throws a TD: Well, I didn't like the way Baker grabbed the football there. Really resembles the way he grabbed his crotch back when they played Kansas.

(Image Information: Eagle's Smackdown of Colin Cowherd https://www.inquirer.com/philly/sports/eagles/eagles-twitter-carson-wentz-colin-cowherd-philadelphia-dumb-20180124.html)

Microfiction

 Short Story

One cold night, a priest and a nurse walked out of a bar. No one saw them go in, nor did they know where they came from. No one saw where they sat, what they drank, or what they even talk about to each other. Did they do anything? Was anyone waiting for them? As a curious bystander walked past them, he was so shocked by what he had seen he dropped to his knees, foams coming out of his mouth. The priest and the nun were both faceless. No eyes, no nose, no mouth, nothing. Who were they? Were they ghosts? Or even demons?

Tweet

No one:

Literally no one:

Carson Wentz: *turnover 

Author's Note:

(Image Information: Jalen Hurts https://nflmocks.com/2020/09/29/jalen-hurts-carson-wentzs-eagles/)

I thought about going with something with more horror and excitement for this little microfiction. What better combination for a horror story than the Catholic priest and the nun themselves? The tweet is something I came up with after watching the Eagles v.s. Seahawks game. Man, Carson Wentz is a turnover machine. I'm honestly not really sure why the Eagles still have him as the starting quarterback but I believe it's time for Jalen Hurts. #Untamed 

Microfiction

(Image Information: Beware of Ghosts https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/beware-of-ghosts-spooky-notebook-make-school-cool-notebooks/1133762591

Short Story

One cold evening, Arpit was on his way home in a subway from work. As he got off work late, Arpit was one of the last passengers on the subway just about every night. However, this night was different. As people existed the subway, more people seem to get on the subway, slowly filling up the space around Arpit. This did not make any sense as it was very late at night and the subway never filled up this late on his way home. Then suddenly, the train started slowing down and every person in the subway starting turning towards Arpit. Arpit slowly raised his head as he felt eyes on him. Then he saw, every person was staring at him with blank eyes. 

“Wha….”

Terrified, Arpit pushed his way through everyone and forced the door open and ran out. 

-End

Tweet

No one: 

Literally no one:

The ball when Russell Westbrook shoots: Aight, imma head out 

Author's Note:

The first story, my goodness, gave me chills down my spine. While writing the last few sentences, I could not stop shaking. Haha, I may be a weak-minded person when it comes to horror genre but I actually love watching horror films. They are actually my favorite movies to watch. I just wanted to write a story that has a bit of scare to it. The tweet is something I came up with while scrolling through Twitter. This form of meme is pretty popular and I thought Westbrook made the perfect fit even though he is one of my favorite players in the NBA.

Microfiction

Little Gnomeo

There once was a high school Freshmen student named, Johnny. Johnny was an A+ student who was involved in numbers of extracurricular activities. One day, Johnny and his friend, Ray, were hanging out and were invited to a party that night. Having never drank alcohol before, Johnny was incoherently drunk when the cops showed up to bust the party later that night. Johnny began to run, but was caught up quickly by the police car. When the police officers got out to chase him, he began running around them in a circle in order to avoid them. However, being so drunk, Johnny thought he could hide in a front yard of a house nearby and pose as a garden gnome. Johnny said to the police after crouching down in front of the house, "You can't see me, I'm a gnome.' The cops then tackled Johnny and Johnny was arrested. 

Tweet:

Me being a lifeguard: *Blows whistle* alright everyone out of the pool, I just saw lightning

dude swimming: *continues to swim and pretends not to hear*

Me: hey man get out

dude swimming: *continues to ignore*

...

dude swimming gets fried in the water by lightning

Author's Note:

So the first story may sound bizarre and childish. However, this is a story of how I, myself, got in trouble with the law for the first time in my life back in Freshmen year of high school. It is actually a much longer and funnier story when told in person but since it was a microfiction, I decided to keep the length to a minimum. I actually have been thinking about implementing this story for my next project. I think people will find it interesting and it's sometimes good to read about other people's drunk mistakes. The tweet was thought out when I remembered the times as a lifeguard in high school. Man, were some people just so stubborn. If a lifeguard sees that a storm is coming in and lightnings are all over the sky, then you should probably exit the pool. 

(Image Information: Personal Photo of my roommate, Ben, when I went to visit him at his internship in Houston; photo taken July 2020)

Microfiction

(Image Information: It never gets old. #OUDNA; Photo from Instagram,  @ou_football)

Love goes on, forever

It feels good to move back home after two years. It was the last place I saw her alive, the last place I kissed her goodbye, and the last place I would hear her say, “I love you, T—see ya tonight.” Never did I think those words would come back to haunt me. She died that day of a heart attack shortly after arriving at work.

Tonight, the fireflies came out for the first time this summer. As I planted flowers, a grandpa and his granddaughter walked by on their way to fish at the lake. I guess life goes on with or without us. It’s good to be home.

Tweet

After this weekend, Sam Ehlinger has now lost to four different OU quarterbacks: Baker Mayfield, Kyler Murray, Jalen Hurts, and this year, Spencer Rattler. #TexasSucks

Author's Notes:

The first short microfiction was just a made up story after watching an episode of Psych where Juliet almost dies after her and Shawn are trying to solve a case against Mr. Yang. A loss of a loved one is something we all go through and sometime a story involving it is a good story. The tweet comes from after this weekend as OU went down and beat Texas in the Red River Rivalry game. To be completely honest, I had absolutely no expectations from our team this year as we are rebuilding but it is good to know that Texas STILL sucks! 

Microfiction: An Unexpected Friendship

 An Unexpected Friendship 

    There once lived a cat and a mouse in a house. They played chase & run every day. The mouse believed the cat wanted to catch and eat him and ran from him every day. What the mouse did not know was that the cat actually considered the mouse a friend. The reason for the chasing was that the cat wanted his owner to see that he hated the mouse and would not try to get another cat to replace him, that could possibly kill the mouse. 

Source: Tom & Jerry

(Old Twitter 140 characters)

    As expected, Kansas State University football team is 1-1 after games against Arkansas State and Oklahoma. 

-The first story is what I believe to be the truth of Tom & Jerry. When you watch the show with that on your mind, it will change your perspective entirely. The second story was a short tweet that is a bit sad. This past week, the OU football team lost to a 0-1 unranked Kansas State for the second year in a row. Kansas State had played Arkansas State, a FBS team, and lost. As a 3rd ranked team in the nation, it was quite an embarrassment for us to lose at home like that. I hope to see improvements from our football team and I still believe! 

(Image Information: Sooners blame no one but themselves; https://www.normantranscript.com/sports/ou_football/ou-football-sooners-blame-no-one-but-themselves-for-upset-loss-to-kansas-state/article_6ca03854-0051-11eb-b121-cbd65a45d9f5.html)

Microfiction: The Two Liars

On a cold winter night in January, Blake dislocated his knee dancing like an idiot outside of a bar while drunk. He ended up on crutches for three weeks and told all his coworkers at work that he did it by bending down to grab something from the freezer because he didn't want them to think he was a drunk maniac. As he was the vice-president of the company, he was relieved to see that people were shocked at how easily his knee was dislocated. However, the guilt and feeling of being a fraud started settling in as people continued to physically assist him and show immense amount of sympathy. (110 words)

One time, I gagged myself into throwing up during middle school PE class so I wouldn't have to run anymore during conditioning. (Tweet) 

Author's Notes:
I wrote these two short stories about lying out of situations because I have been in multiple situations like that myself. I remember waking up one morning pretty hungover from the night before celebrating a friend's birthday that I had to tell my boss that I was sick with food poisoning so I could go home early that day. The shorter story told in a tweet is actually a true story from my childhood. 

(Image Information: Idiots pass out drunk in the most ridiculous positions after the mother of all benders; https://www.thesun.co.uk/sun-men/9324540/idiots-drunk-pass-out-benders/)