Challenge
Challenge of the Month XLI
Begin a story or poem about your first memory, but write it in the style of a Tarantino or Charlie Kaufman screenplay. Where it goes from there, use any style you want. Open the belly, bleed on the page. Winner gets 100 big ones. Go.
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Stitches
The little girl lies dead still staring at him, eyes and face covered in blood. The surgeon stands behind her pulling strings like a puppet master. The nurse and the woman with fuschia nails hover above the sterile ground, watching. Her tiny hand slips out from the sheet and reaches for him, pulling back as the next stitch is pulled tight.
FIRST ER COPTER PILOT "Wait. They need to wipe the blood off her hands before you give her the lollipop, moron."