The marksman peered into the telescope of the rifle. His mark was smoking, in the opposite building.
He sighed and braced.
Now.
“Uncle, can you see the moon in this?” asked the lolly-pop sucking kid, who’d appeared behind him wordlessly.
"Wha…?” The sniper said, losing his balance and falling head first. All the eight floors.
14 comments:
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatttt!!
You rock, my friend!
he he he...sorry but it made me laugh. The guy smoking sure was born with a lot of luck!
haha :D You do rock :)
goood.. he deserves it ..
he he he
Bikram's
haha , super :D
Well, the sniper *could* be a cop. But, it's a little funny all the same.:D
Just curious. How many "55 words" stories done till now?
Soumya: :P thx..
Neha: Of course, it was meant to be funny - in a twisted way, though :)
Seяendipity™: Thank you!
Bikramjit: :)
BBB: Thx :)
cmus: Yeah...you're free to read it any which way :)
Actually, even I'm curious - never kept count.. :P
thats one of the best flash fiction i have read!! wow!
Haha! You have some of the best short stories I have seen on a blog! Really!
*Follows*
P.S. Thanks for taking the time out to read my blog and comment! :)
Nirvana: Thanks! :)
Sadhana: Hey, welcome here. :) You've got a unique style too. Pleasure's mine - will return for more. Keep blogging.
hahah..brilliant shortest story ever read.
TFL: :P Thx..
super...even I laughed
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