50 Word Stories

- He peers over the ledge and scrambles to his feet. Clutching the ledge, he springs out, arms outstretched. “I AM SUPERMAN!!” He cries out before landing on the spongy grass with a soft thud. Mom looms over him, chuckles and picks him up, “Had enough fun for today Clark Kent?”

- Cecilia picks up a book, flips through it and flops onto the bed. She reads without registering what was written. The author is boring. Picking up a pen, she scribbles onto the book. “Done,” She smiled when she finishes and only then would she read. “Now, isn’t that much better?”

- He stalks through the market, searching for that one thing. He soon stumbles upon it, the thing grinning up at him with rosy cheeks. He puts it on and chuckles, his voice reverberating with a metallic ping. He walks away, not bothering to pay. They could not catch him anyway.

- He takes a deep breath and jumps. “Oh shoot, no!” Alistair yelps. He lands with a bone-crushing thud. He groans, twitching. People crowd around him, curious. Some prod him with the toe of their boots. The asses. Never mind, there is always next time. He turns off the gaming console.

- She cannot help herself. She condemns people for the mistakes they do. No mercy is shown. One tiny error and she will lop your head off. People are petrified of her. They do not want to displease her with their inferiority. None dare speak, for she is the grammar Nazi.

Any guesses as to who the character in story number 3 is?