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Flash fiction - a story told with few words, a powerful piece of prose. Your challenge, should you accept, is to finish this sentence in 250 words or less: "I feel guilty when..." 1st, 2nd and 3rd place winners will receive an award banner to place on their sites or blogs.


example: I Feel Guilty When Doing My Job Properly and Well Kills - I've only ever killed one person in my life and she wasn't anyone I knew. I didn't kill her on purpose and I wish it hadn't happened; nor am I solely or even mainly responsible for her death.In 1977 the Social Security Administration's downtown Los Angeles office hired me as a clerk; almost everyone who worked there was a clerk, but unlike the others, I was a multitasking hither-and-yon troubleshooter, locating missing checks, filing denied claims (after reading them -- not part of the job) and endlessly pestering the claims clerks to learn whether the recipients of welfare "loans"

 
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   Feedng the Dogs
Standing at the sink making updinne for the dogs each night I look at the work it takes to get the two little mutts to eat their food - scraps, canned food carefully mixed and laid out just so - and then I glance at the big guys dish - a lab like Marley, he can and DOES eat anything - and I feel a momentary twinge of guilt for not doing the same for him.  But then I just plop it in front of him with a 'here you go big fella' and then carefully walk into the other room with the two little gourmet preparations.

   I Feel Guilty When Doing My Job Properly and Well Kills
I've only ever killed one person in my life and she wasn't anyone I knew. I didn't kill her on purpose and I wish it hadn't happened; nor am I solely or even mainly responsible for her death.In 1977 the Social Security Administration's downtown Los Angeles office hired me as a clerk; almost everyone who worked there was a clerk, but unlike the others, I was a multitasking hither-and-yon troubleshooter, locating missing checks, filing denied claims (after reading them -- not part of the job) and endlessly pestering the claims clerks to learn whether the recipients of welfare "loans"



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