To say here is far, and to call yonder nearby. Stories on the edge of the every day, strange tales you may or may not be moved by. Strange, curious, fantastic stories told by me, you, him and her. There are many stories but they’re all concluded within a single page, each story around 200 to 1200 characters in length, a short story collection you can easily read. Please enjoy them. Updated every Saturday at 6pm.
I threw my shirt into the washing machine as I went to take a shower. As I did, the coins that were in the pocket scattered all over the floor. I forgot they were even in there, so it wasn’t very much. However, one of the coins decided to roll right under the washing machine.
That was the first thing that came to mind. Judging by the hue and size, it had to have been a 500 yen coin. It might seem stingy, but I couldn’t just leave it be.
It couldn’t have gone that far under, so I got down on my knees and stuck my hand under. I felt around, but I couldn’t feel anything.
Suddenly a sharp pain shot through my finger. Was something sharp broken under there? What a disaster, I thought, as I withdrew my arm.
I checked my finger under the lights. What remained was the perfect tiny imprint of human teeth…