Three Paragraph Short StoryThe Three Paragraphs Short Story
Drei Paragraphen History, Short Story
I had a difficult time describing the joy that was flowing through my system when I saw automobiles and small kids again. Smelling the flavor of spaghetti and espresso instead of the awful stink of last night's leftovers. And I could hears the buzzing of those who spoke and giggled about the lucky ones.
It was a big upgrade for the'drop, drop, drop' of my busted faucet that I slept every single sleep on the cool, rigid concrete'bed' I was assigned to. There was a certain thing that I would not miss the angriness and angriness that the local population lives on.
Humans full of hatred.
Three-paragraph short stories - Zellen
Soil dragged itself into the distant, an infinite sky of animals and the outdoors. They dragged their knuckles against the dark lattice sticks and prevented their liberty. She grabbed the sticks with her hand and pulled them in a fast, abrupt motion. It seemed like every move out of the cool, wet cells was an act of Ecstasy.
Her smile was heard as she found liberty, no matter how suspect she seemed.
The Cliff - Three Paragraphs Short Stories
When he held the cord in his hands, he fell and came to an implicit, sudden stop, which caused him stabbing pains while hanging around. Rage was sweeping along with more grief than he was hanging on the cable. He was overcome by a wild, uncontrolled, wild tide of emotions.
Then he began to lift himself up and tried to get up the cable using his rage as a lever. His palm was on fire and the grief felt almost intolerable. Feeling like he wanted to faint, he tried to ask for help, but his sound was silence by the pungent, penetrating sound of the breaking cord.