work gone wrong

              She sat there staring into space wondering what would happen at one point or another. The she had a light bulb go off she would just get rid of everything that bothered her.

              With that in ind she went to work the next moring and looked at her boss. God, she was annoying. The way she laughed and smiled or did anyting of that nature.

              She knew she wasn’t the only one who was fed up with her stuff but no one knew how much the other was fed up. Then one day it became more cnfusing who hated her more.

              It was a Wednesday, the sky was black and lightening every few moments. They all looked at while she was on the phone when all of a sudden there was a loud noise and a crackle was heard. The lights went out, the children screamed and you coul hear lots of shuffling of feet. When the lights came back n hey looked at the desk and her head was down there was red spots all on the table one of them went over and touched her she did not move. They moved her head and that’s when they realized her jaw had been broken and the phone was down her throat. Someone screamed and blood poured from her mouth.

 

              “ok so who did it?”

              “not me.” you heard four people say in unison

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

This was a funny scene indeed!!
It reads like a story stressball, just needing to get it off your chest. Brilliant craic!

[wordman]

who did it ?the question of life
a detective novel,,i can see a novel coming

[Sabrinity]

I'm not sure. and yes it could be good but i don't know that i will finish the story

[wordman]

you`re welcome and you should

[Sabrinity]

We will see. i recently found a whole bunch of stories that i started and didn't finish.

[wordman]

i have done the same thing,you just lose interest in them..if i start a poem and don1t finish it then , i hardly ever finish them

[Sabrinity]

Yea, I'm right there with you