Mine - A 100 Word Story
I heard the dripping pop of lava just before the axe struck through the rock. I shouted, but it was too late; the red-hot rock flowed over me, and flames filled my screen.
I sighed as the front door opened. Dad was home.
"Spending time on that game again," he said, still soot-covered from his day at work, a toolbag slung over his shoulder. "You need to prepare for the real world, son. Homework. Now."
I turned off my computer and reached for my bookbag as he turned to leave.
The green limb of a creeper hung from his bag.
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