One-Sentence stories

His hands tightened around her throat as he settled the shiny gold chain on her bruised neck.

Nothing screams free louder than a pair of mammary glands finally allowed to obey gravity at the end of a long day.

Even as his last breath escaped his constricted throat, he cried out for his mother, but he choked on the last syllable, his mouth permanently...

His hands tightened around the bouquet of roses as he ran up the stairs to the girls’ dormitory.

One-Sentence stories - Ronke Abidoye