100 Word Story: The Alley

The torturous heat and putrid stagnant air was eerie and sickening as I cut through the alley.  The smell of rotting garbage carried by steam emitted from god-knows-where had me second-guessing my choice of shortcuts.  

Halfway through my journey the sound of a shrieking cat and the tipping of a trash can startled my nerves…I jumped.  Spinning around I caught a fast moving shadow streak across the alley.  

I had enough I thought, turning and running for my life back to the relative safety of the crowded thoroughfare. Saving a few seconds travel certainly isn’t worth risking it all.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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100 Word Story – Hate At The Parade

Quoting chapter and verse from god knows what imaginary Bible, you condemned the innocent to eternal damnation through the screeching of your megaphone. Still under the banner of the rainbow they marched defiantly with smiles on their faces and love in their hearts for you and all in attendance.

Could it be that this is more virtuous in the eyes of Christ than the hate that spews from your blasphemous mouth.  Maybe next time you should take the time to read your precious New Testament and ask yourself…

What would Jesus do?  

Gives you food for thought now doesn’t it?

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

100 Word Story: This Must Be Hell

This must be Hell!  

Confusion clouds my senses as I sit drenched in sweat consumed by the blackness of this void.  I have clawed and scratched at the coarse stone walls for all these many hours to no avail.  The sting of broken nails and bloody fingers are the only reward for my efforts.

Pressing up, the ceiling offers no means of escape.  Instead the jagged rocky teeth tear my forearms and hands to ribbons…I am trapped!

Uncontrollable tears stream down my cheeks as I am resigned to my fate, that Hell is real and I’m going to die.

 

~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~