MINIMALISM

(I heard about stories of this sort, tiny short stories that present the smallest slice of life. I wondered, what if I write to write one of these? They’re open to interpretation by anyone at all)

1. A mirror. A knife.
I see myself.
Blood splashes against it.
2. A screaming sound in the air.
Flash of light, thunderous boom.
Destruction.
3. Moonlight.
Quietness. A man runs fast.
An empty house, inhabitants all asleep.
(That was the first one. Tell  me what you think. And tell me whether you can decide upon good titles. Thanks. That’s be all for now!)
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