Exit this survey 100 Character Micro Challenge // Group 11: crowd Question Title * 1. Choose your favorite stories below (choose as many as you like): Eyes of the crowd follow the bouncing ball. Uncle Sam gives order. Militia picks them off 1 by 1. // by Teresa Belardes At first a secret admirer was exciting but soon the unwanted attention began to crowd his heart. // by Bill Bibo Jr In gleam slipt hatchlings, nibbling at moss. So drawn, sinking, soundless, ran a crowd of blue bass. // by Everett Goldner He lay, bleeding. The crowd ran to help. "Him." He pointed. Then suddenly, everything went black. // by Geeta Isardas Led and followed and found the crowd wants what it wants. Better to lead with one's good intention. // by Heather Snow I felt the old woman's tongue and heard her moan. The crowd stared. I tried to keep giving her CPR. // by Geoff Hahn Shocking his father while wowing the crowd, little Juan Carlos III made an excellent Cher. // by Hilary Skinner At the alter, and in the honeymoon suite, the conjoined twin knew all too well that three's a crowd. // by Howard Rees Tim mounts the roof, red cape fluttering. He basks in the cheers of the imaginary crowd; then leaps. // by Jennifer Knight She said: I'm pregnant. I said: I'm sterile. She said: Guess there's one in every crowd. // by N Bertrand Lost in the crowd he stood rigid with anxiety. Closing his eyes, he prayed and pressed the button. // by Anthony Deaver Grief, joy, guilt, love crowd into my heart as your brother fills my empty arms that once held you. // by Maya Ponce The crowd pushed. A face against my plexi riot shield. First hate, then recognition and back again. // by Robin Dennis He exited the courthouse, crying. The judge was wrong. His son already lost in the crowd, was gone. // by Timothy Foster Ahem: Abandoned limbs, loin of Michaelangelo, mexically neck on the plain, nickeling the sour crowd. // by Everett Goldner Three packed tight in her womb. A crowd of peas in a pod. Looking at her bank account, she trembled. // by Geeta Isardas In a crowd, no one gave her a second glance. Stripped down and riding a pole she owned the crowd. // by Maya Ponce Eyeballs bleeding in the neon, the crowd of hung-over Gnomes wonder how they got to Vegas. And why. // by Erik Jauch Special butter sculpture draws crowd at the Iowa State Fair. Toast expo left high and dry. // by Robin Dennis Time’s coded sweat slipt west of the Appalachians in a child’s still sleigh, fallowed for the crowd. // by Everett Goldner Ms. Yi parts the crowd, results in hand. Hopeful faces track her; tiny seedlings yearning for sun. // by Jennifer Knight The crowd of daisies swayed in the breeze, indifferent to the zombies shuffling by. // by Anthony Deaver The battle was fierce and a crowd of pony corpses lay flung against the door to the other world. // by Rachel Sawaya The preacher slaps his palm against my forehead. The crowd sways and I drop my crutch. I believe? // by Robin Dennis 40000 in the crowd, and they zeroed the camera upon him. His first game ever - picking his nose! // by Timothy Foster Done