Microfiction

(a story in 100 words)


Universal
 
Dave sat up in the bed and contemplated the universe, like he did every Sunday morning. But today was special. Today was the Sunday that the universe was to finally divulge its secrets to one man, and one man alone... Dave.
Dave was one man alone. He'd spent most of his life sat in bed contemplating the universe. This was probably why he was alone. On this particular Sunday, he'd finally got it... he'd finally figured it all out. ...and at the very moment he did, the Universe realised it'd been rumbled and promptly dropped a tree on his house.








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