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100 Word Story – Police Blotter – Slosh, slosh
Here’s another 100 word story based on an item in the police blotter of my hometown of Burlingame, CA. As always, the actual police blotter item, along with a link to the page it’s located on, follows the story. Hope you enjoy these! If so, please tell a friend.
Slosh, Slosh
By Grant Baciocco
Slosh, slosh.
The sound that woke Lorraine from a deep sleep. She held her breath.
Slosh, slosh.
She sat bolt upright in bed and looked towards her bedroom door.
Slosh, Slosh.
It was louder now. She swung her feet over the edge of the bed and jammed them into her slippers. Grabbing her robe, it was on her by the time she reached the end of the hallway.
SLOSH, SLOSH.
She screamed. Sure whatever horrible creature was making the sound was at her front door. She threw open the door and there stood a man with a mop.
Slosh, slosh.
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100 Word Stories – Police Blotter – First Down!
Happy Wednesday friends. Here’s another 100 word story based off an item from the police blotter in my hometown of Burlingame, CA. Enjoy!
First Down
By Grant Baciocco
“But I told you mom, I don’t want to play.” Sarah yelled, trying to get out of the kitchen door.
“You’re a Kimball! And Kimball’s play football!” Stephanie yelled at her daughter. “Now throw me that ball.”
“We are in the house!” Sarah replied, nervously holding the football in her hands. “You can’t play ball in the house.”
“My house. My rules. Now throw it to me.”
“No!” Sarah yelled, “This is silly!”
“Twenty four! Fifty two” Stephanie yelled.
“No! Mom!” Sarah began to panic.
“Hut! Hut!” Stephanie grunted loudly.
“Mom, please!”
“Hike!”
Sarah screamed as her mother charged her.
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100 Word Stories – Police Blotter – Animals!
And now, another 100 word story based on an item from the Police Blotter of my hometown of Burlingame, California. As always, the actual blotter listing, with a link to the listing is presented below the story. Enjoy!
Animals!
By Grant Baciocco
Charlotte screamed as the rhinoceros’ horn came splintering through the front door. She leapt away from it and bounded up the hallway staircase.
At the door the rhino let out a bellow as he wrenched his horn free from the door and backed up for another charge.
Charlotte reached the top of the stairs as the door was hit again. She turned into her bedroom and slammed the door shut, attempting to catch her breath as she heard the rhino enter the house. She turned to find her room filled with gorillas eyeing the bag of peanuts she was carrying.
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