Plots authored by @dominicyoung:
- I was living in a box. A cardboard box.
- Unfortunately at her age she also found it hard to tempt anyone by playing easy to get.
- By the time I was up my my knees in arctic water I regretted it. Then the storm started.
- Thirty third in line, I awaited my destiny. Giant birds rested outside.
- I felt her pull me up, give me the kiss of life. But her body couldn't be found. Was in my mind?
- I had often thought about moving underground. Boxless, the choice was made for me.
- His mum decided the issue, demanding that the dress be removed for washing
- And now I almost wished that they would. But as I walked into the restaurant, I knew what I had to do
- I was walking down the street, when this boy started following me
- He had wanted a simple, traditional, abbatoir funeral, and then sausages. Humble, but unrealistic.