Change is as good as a rest ....

A 100 word short story

New Year. New Me.

I used to like my work. Not anymore.

Stress. Long hours. Late nights.

Made me ill.

Time for a fresh start.

Getting all my tools into the skip is hard going.

Old Mrs Dyer stands across the road, in her floral dressing gown, gawping.

I wave.

She scowls and goes inside.

So rude.

As I’m shoving in the blood soaked torture table, I hear sirens approaching.

Damn.

Knew I should have waited until dark.

Or taken care of Mrs Dyer before changing career.

I grab my favourite axe from the skip.

New Year can start tomorrow.

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Happy New Year!

So, I thought I would start 2025 with a gentle story about a friendly neighbourhood serial killer!

It was strange. Between Christmas Day and New Year’s Day, I managed to write seven 100 word short stories. Maybe the calm and quiet inspired me, but it was certainly different to the previous year where I struggled to write anything at all.

It means I’ve got a nice little backlog of stories to keep me going for a few weeks before I start a project I’ve been pondering for a wee while, but we’ll get to that further on down the road.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the story. Like I said, there’s plenty more where this came from!

Thanks for reading. Until next time.

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