Hit the Road, Jack (microfiction)

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The giant’s theme music blared. He stepped through the ropes into the ring, waving to the roaring crowd. As he bellowed his catchphrase, “Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!” he triumphantly reflected on his ascent from beanstalk injury victim to WWE Superstar.



Writing Prompt: Tell a story in exactly 40 words about what happens after a fairy tale ends.

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  1. LaissezFaireMarch 7, 2019 at 2:15 PM

    Giant as WWE wrestler? Yeah, it works.

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  2. MynaMarch 8, 2019 at 9:57 AM

    I read this the other night but I was on my phone and I can't type well enough on it to leave comments. This is great! I love the idea of the giant going on to have a career. It's clever and fun and it made me smile!

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