Here is a 55 word story I wrote for a creative writing class. I had fun with it.
Each step fell hard on the concrete, shooting pain to both legs on her daily jog through the neighborhood. Whistles and honks filled the warm air as he drove by her. "Pig," she thought while continuing on. She could not help but enjoy her daily jog, especially with the flattery. He was not half bad.
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