Fifty Words

Sam writes exactly fifty word stories Monday through Friday.

Dec 17

three minutes

David pushed and pulled at his toothbrush. He looked blankly in the wide mirror. Three minutes, he’d heard someone say once, maybe when he was small. Three minutes is a good brush. He scrubbed the edges of his gums. He’d give it maybe another thirty seconds, and then he’d spit.


  1. restlessruminations reblogged this from fiftywords and added:
    My gum line is receeding...I’m only 24…. I’d tell David to go for two
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