Hey Pandas, Write A Two-Sentence Story And Let People In The Comments Add A Twist (Closed)

"Do you have a moment to listen to our message about our lord and savior Jesus Christ?" I shut the door, disappointed. It was not the pizza delivery guy.

"I'm here to talk to you about your car's extended warranty $

That person was a serial killer and he was willing to train me on the art of putting cherries on milkshakes

It was an ex-girlfriend and she was holding a baby she said was mine.

"Ah. Finally found you." Death said reaching for me from the porch.

She said looking at an onion.

Potato looks up, large eyes shining with joy. His thick black tail wagging at the mention of his name "Woof!".

the way the granade was hidden, she nearly couldn't tell the difference.

Looking at the hole in the victim's chest, and the pile of blood soaked hash browns behind him, it was clear that the Potato Gun Reaper was at it again.

The child said while putting her 14th sticker on the loaded gun

mom and dad were getting it on for the 10th time this week!

She was going to get a new sibling after all.

As tears of terror trickled down her cheeks, she heard a song song voice standing out amongst the racket "You can run but you can't hide, for these sounds come from inside"

I shouted stop jumping in the bed and pillow fight I said to my sisters

Her parents had been doing "It" for a Week straight!

"That's right, you're a loan" said a loud, hissing voice behind me "and I'm here to collect WHAT is owed me!" Then, to my right, a partially eaten apple thumped on the ground next to me!

It was dark because i was blind LMAO

"I told you to stop inhabiting my body until I get my soul back, dude," I grumbled, grabbing a bottle of holy water from the shelf and taking a swig. A moment of burning pain quickly relieved as the ghost was expelled from my body. "You know, I'm beginning to think you aren't as comfortable with me as I am with you," he scoffed, dusting off his translucent jacket. "Just don't do that when we go to visit the White Witch. I'll need her to see that I'm moral so that she'll retrieve my soul." "Right. Sorry I accidentally threw that out, by the way." I glared at the ghost, before grabbing today's clothes from the closet and walking towards the bathroom.

The voice seemed to come from all directions.

The only sound that replied was my heartbeat, and the metal tinkling of her ID tags from her collar as I set it on the table. It hit me then, like a sledgehammer... She was gone. My beautiful, wicked smart best friend and service dog, Abby, was never going to turn on the light at that phrase again. I thought I was alone before; no family who cared, my only friends driven away by my crippling phobias, anxiety, and paranoia. I had stated to get better. I had started to understand that there was nothing out to get me, that I was safe... But now, with Abby gone, I was truly alone. "No" whispered an old familiar voice, laced with venom, "not alone. Never alone. i T W i L l b E $ 0 G 0 o D t O P L @ y WiTh YoU aGaiN

hope for one last meal, before the critical cancer reaches my brain. if it gets to my spine, there will be no hope that my race can overtake the humans, and survive on this planet. my name is byerkan the first, and this is the story of the end of the humans.

But despite that, I still feel discouraged whenever I see other dogs picked. So I sit taller, perk my ears up. But I still hear the sharp words "What a scary dog!" "Pitbulls are a terrible dog! Worst breed ever!" "Those dogs shouldn't be allowed to live." I still wag my tail hoping that someone will see that I'm a good dog, that I'm not scary. That I just want to be held and hugged and called a good boy. "You'll never get adopted, humans hate your breed!" Snaps another dog. I close my eyes- but when I open them again, I'm laying in a soft bed instead of the hard ground. I hear soft talking and smell yummy food instead loud terrified barking and fear scent. Then I see them, my tail wags as my human, the one who chose me. Who saw me and wasn't scared. Who knew I was a good boy! "Hey bubby, it's okay. You're safe here, you're my good boy." (The end)

"I used to wag all five, but they finally matured and slithered away in search of nutrients."

Awwwww