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Posted: 8/12/2011 6:27 AM PDT
I heard somewhere that this is the first line in a book:
"I knew it was going to be a bad day when I woke up with two vaginas."
Posted: 6/11/2011 12:50 PM PDT
This is in use, in my project "The Satan Game" but I just feel like showing it off :)
Nothing. Not black, nor white, not silent or loud; simply nothing. Then, slowly, as if a blanket was being drawn off, a sliver of sentient thought emerged. She realized she couldn’t remember anything, not even her name. This was troubling, a being with no former existence, without a known purpose. She fought to remember for what seemed like an eternity. That was an issue here. Wherever here was. There was no point of reference, time or space. Everything was indifferent, and unfamiliar.
Posted: 2/22/2011 6:19 PM PST
Nothing like a snobby bitch to make you feel all warm and homicidal in the morning
Posted: 9/11/2010 5:54 PM PDT
She opened the front door and found a man with her bright hazel eyes and flaming red hair staring down at her. Her heart leaped. "Dad"? She had only seen pictures of her so-called dad and heard stories from her grandmother that ...
Posted: 7/10/2010 2:26 PM PDT
The young boys came early to the hanging...
(Ok, so it's not mine, but it's still my favourite)
Posted: 5/16/2010 8:16 PM PDT
(These are all crappy, and some are over a line xP. I'm having an introduction block, so I'm realy only doing this to help myself xD)
Sometimes, stupid men are best left alone.
I came home early after the wedding only to find my son watching porn and the cat pissing on my favorite pair of shoes.
"Aw, shit," he muttered before his brand-new Mercedes Benz was blown to smitherinees.
As I plucked off the pitch-black ski mask and other tight clothed items covering my tanned body, an unreckognizable young man's voice penetrated the glass of my second-story apartment. "Hey, mom, can I borrow five bucks?" Having no idea who he was, I simply threw a grenade at him; hey, it was the middle of Nevada--no one here gives a flyin' fuck about this kind of shit!
Behind the scarlet and gold skirts, fans, and ribbons of the performers, I caught a glimpse of something that wasn't quite human...
Wait, was that a TURTLE? How in freakin' hell did a TURTLE find its way into the FUCKING DESERT?
"Please tell me you're not -actually- going to marry your lipstick, Annabelle."
"One of these days," I whispered. "I am going to make it very clear to her that the make-up seriously isn't helping."
Wait, why am I here again?
After placing a paper bag over my sister's head, I walked away, full of that warm, fuzzy feeling we like to call 'Accomplishment'.
Posted: 5/15/2010 4:49 PM PDT
"I knew it," I said when she walked through the door. "I knew it. You have it don't you?"
Posted: 4/10/2010 4:35 PM PDT
Where am I?
I place my hand on my chest; What something wet and sticky. I raise my hand and I injected
It was blood.
Posted: 4/9/2010 8:01 AM PDT
I read a novel about a kamikazi pilot who kept failing - he later hits his head on a gigantic penis statue and discovers himself to be the deity. 'The Astrological Diary of God' by Bo Fowler...
as for a first line,
'He opened the dustbin and got out.'
Posted: 4/1/2010 11:33 AM PDT
"Congratulations. You are officially the first person to burn water in my class."
I couldn't resist. I just had to post that, lol.
Posted: 3/19/2010 1:14 AM PST
I actually used "Bang" as an opening line. So far the story is successful, in my humble opinion.
Posted: 2/19/2010 9:51 AM PST
Who on Earth would call their barbers' shop "death by a thousand cuts"? And what style-seeker would go into such a place?
Other birds were happy to sing in the trees or on the rooftops, but Gavin the robin wanted to be lead singer in a rock band.
Not many kamikazes lived to tell the tale, but I was one of them.
Posted: 2/18/2010 9:02 PM PST
A new one because my other one... was bad-
I failed my mission and now I’ve been sentenced to death. But death should be swifter than this. It shouldn't have to hurt.
Posted: 1/1/2010 10:17 AM PST
I thoroughly agree, but I loved each one of them........LOL
Posted: 12/26/2009 6:25 PM PST
- The feelings were to intense to be able to understand now, but I knew later at night everything would make perfect sense.
-"Sometimes I wonder what happened to my heart" she asked, " I think you left it with me" He answered
-Do you ever wonder what life has prepared for you?
-Days and years may go by, but no matter the length of time I'd still remember
Posted: 12/17/2009 3:05 PM PST
The sky darkened, and his heart turned a different shade to match.
The thought made the hair on her arms stand up, and tingles down her spine.
The scarlet on it's muzzle was oddly fascinating and repulsive at the same time.
His eyes brought me in closer, closer, until I couldn't breathe in their swirling depths.
Posted: 12/17/2009 11:26 AM PST
He took a swig of whiskey as he watched his bath water turn a darker shade of pink.
With his knife poised to strike, the young boy smiled down upon his sleeping father.
"I love you, that's why I have no choice but to kill you."
He loved her not because she was perfect, but because she was so perfect for him.
Posted: 12/13/2009 8:01 PM PST
Because, kid, its only fun if you play with real matches. Why? Because it makes a bigger boom.
Posted: 12/10/2009 3:59 PM PST
Exceptional this probably isn't...but I figured I'd try.
The best able to be done is that which should be done, but so often is the only thing neglected when something is done.
Posted: 12/1/2009 9:13 AM PST
'Half-way through the game that would decide which of us went home with my wife, I realised both the Prince and I were playing to lose.'
Posted: 11/30/2009 8:33 PM PST
You never realize how much blood is in the human body until you spill it all over the pavement. Or broken glass, whichever you prefer.
And there it was, exactly what I'd thought I'd wanted. What a waste of time.
Blue? Why was it always blue? Why couldn't it be green or red? You know, Christmas colors.
I wanted to throw up. Well, first I wanted to kill the moron, then I wanted to throw up.
Just a few more steps and I would acquire what I'd been waiting for all my life. Crap, had I just stepped in gum? That could change things...
There was food in his teeth. What was with teeth anyways? And their annoying gaps that collected food. Man, what a kiss ruin er.
I'd shot him. How? Without thinking, by letting myself go numb with fear until my fingers trembled so violently they pulled back the trigger. And not only had I shot, but I had killed.
I woke up screaming, as you usually do from dreams like that, and through my hands up to block the nonexistent attack.
Well, this was a little too much fun to be sane.
Posted: 10/4/2009 7:20 PM PDT
The world was going to end and all I had in my arsenal was stale fries and a band-aid.
Posted: 10/2/2009 10:54 AM PDT
Posted: 9/29/2009 10:33 PM PDT
If you're thinking what I think you're thinking, I'll kill you.
Posted: 9/29/2009 5:45 PM PDT
Lucan! You collect girlfriends like a normal person would collect stamps.
Posted: 8/30/2009 11:48 AM PDT
*click* after the trigger pull; life changed and yet, the sun still rose without hesitation.
He opened his mouth to scream, and heard silence instead.
"...I love you" she had finally said it after so long - but he just turned and walked away.
Posted: 8/28/2009 9:52 AM PDT
"can i get fries with that?"
Posted: 8/26/2009 8:50 PM PDT
"Next time, if there was a next time, I would not be wearing flip-flops."
Posted: 8/13/2009 5:23 AM PDT
Like tears in rain her memory faded quickly.
I kissed a freckled sky so blue.
This is the second time you've done this.
Could you please explain that to me again.
She quietly trembled as the darkness crossed the room.
Posted: 8/8/2009 7:14 AM PDT
I know the day was shot when I woke up dead.
Posted: 7/27/2009 2:40 AM PDT
I don't know whether I can live up to 'exceptional' but I will throw one or two out there....
'It was never going to be me...'
'Is nothing sacred anymore?'
'Stop the world, I want to get off!'
'Michael couldn't say he hadn't been warned...'
Posted: 7/14/2009 4:15 AM PDT
Help a fellow WEbooker get their "writing" foot out the door with an exceptional first line.