How Should My Story End? Enter Your Suggestion Below the “Finish” Line

It was a dark and stormy night. The lights flickered with every crack of lightning. Fearful they might go out and leave me alone in the dark, I ran to the kitchen cupboard in search of a candle and match.

As I opened the door and reached in, my fears were realized as all the lights went out. My fingers were left feeling their way across familiar shelves without the benefit of sight.

Suddenly they came across something that wasn’t supposed to be in there. Something I’d never felt before! I let out a shriek when I realized it was….

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....Donald Trump in the White House!!!!

….my kid’s stash of weed. The night didn’t turn out to be so bad after all ;)

… a hairless cat!