It wasn’t only her false teeth she’d lost. She was speechless and had now lost all her words. Why had she said those things?
Bleeding to death, it wasn’t long before she lost her world. Losing your tongue was painful, but a great meal for the executioner’s cat who licked its lips.
Written in response to Writespiration #99: The 52 Words in 52 weeks writing challenge set by Sacha Black
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56 thoughts on “Lost Things”
That’s good to hear. Exactly how I wanted to portray the story. 😸
Hugh! Ewww… Gross! 😀
But enjoyable? Well, I think the cat enjoyed it. 😀
Ironically, your pingback was lost in my spam folder. SIGH. LOVED your entry though – totally gross but absolutely brilliant.
Maybe that’s why it ended up in there? 😀 Although I think this week’s entry may have also ended up in there. Grr!
When did u post it? I was collecting them last night and didn’t see it…
I’m guessing my pingbacks to your Bloggers Bash competition post are also not working? Going forward, I’ll try and post the link to my Writespiration entries directly onto your post until the pingback problem has been sorted.
Very clever and entertaining
Yuck! I’m glad I’m not about to eat my dinner. Well done, you gruesome person, you 😉
Thanks, Sarah. I don’t know what came over me when I wrote this. Maybe it was the false teeth and then the cat? 😀
Some powerful imagery in those five sentences Hugh. You truly have a gift for short story telling.
Thanks, Melissa. This is a tough challenge with only 52 words to use. Great fun, though.
Wow! The King of Twists! Thanks, Hugh!
Now you got me blushing again, Olga, but thank you. 😀
Haha !! My neighbour lost her teeth last week – it seems she may have flushed them down the loo 🙂 ’tis true, that…
I’m not even going to ask you if you know how they got there. 🤔
best not to 🙂
Bloody Nora Hugh…..Or was she not called Nora lol
She could have been, but it’s too late to ask her. At least we found her false teeth. That cat has a lot to answer for. 😀
Wow, that’s some clever writing. But I seem to remember a guy who said no more gore writing, LOL. 🙂 xo
Well, it was the hate mail from those cats. They wanted revenge. I think I’ve paid them back now. 🐱 Purrrrrrrr
Lol, I’d say you certainly have! Don’t mess with Hugh Roberts! 🙂 ❤
That was fun if not gruesome. 🙂 Of all the things I’ve lost, I miss my mind the most. 🙂 Looking forward to more.
Thank you. I’ve lost my mind a few times, usually after a few glasses of red wine. Thank goodness it comes back to me by morning, though. 🍷
Your 52 words can be very grim, but very satisfying. Nice job, but eww…. (rhymes with Hugh ? ) ☺☺☺
Thanks, Van. Nice work from you with the rhyming. 😀
Gruesome indeed, Proof that one person’s loss is another’s “treat.” ; )
Indeed…or maybe in this case, another cat’s treat.
You’re off again… being gruesome! x
I know, but this time the cat has the last laugh. 😀
Thank you. The cat or me? 😀
You of course!
Ouch! The mind works in mysterious and fun ways… 🙂
It does. Even more so when you’ve only 52 words to play with.
You certainly met the challenge there!
Thanks for the endorsement, JP. 👍
Thanks, Judy. Nothing can stop the ‘Hughson Gruesome’ 😀
well up to your gruesome standards!!
And only in 52 words. 😀
Yes quite. You are a talent!!
Ha. Ew. Why did this make me smile? 🙂
I think it could have been that cat. It, too, was smiling, Diana. 😀
Now this is a horrifying thought! Lovely descriptive passage, Hugh!
Thanks, Robbie. Very pleasing when readers can see what I am describing.
Well, that’s nice…ewww! Good one, Hugh. Short and um, maybe not so sweet (the subject, that is) 🙂
True. Why it came to mind when I saw the prompt words, I’ve no idea, Terri.
Very good Hugh!!
Thank you, Ritu. 😀
I have yet to tackle this one!!!
Good luck with it. 52 words are tough.
Oh I know!!!!
How clever, Hugh! Thanks for the chuckle! 🙂
You’re welcome. I chuckled as well. 😀