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The meteor was falling fast. The world’s population was informed yet strangely everyone took the news with a resigned calm and continued eating their breakfast, lunch or tea. There was no panic, no flinging farewells, and no tears. And then it struck me; no one believed anything they heard anymore.






I hope to write a new 50 word short story every other day (time off for holidays and good behaviour) and blog them here for your instant gratification. They mean to span genres and tastes. In other words, you might like some but hate others. Comments welcome…in 50 words.
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