50 Word Story: The Skunk

“SKUUUNK!”. Their faces went pale.

“Everybody OUT!”, yelled father.

We waited outside. The skunk waited inside.

Time passed.

“I’m going in,” I said. They gasped.

Silence greeted me at the door.

The pie on the kitchen table was still warm.

I ate it.


“Meow,” went the skunk.

I grinned.

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