A couple of months ago I wrote a series of short stories for my anthology: Chicken Poop for the Mole.
And now, for the first time ever in the history of all time, they are available for anybody to read. Here is the first story.
Millie had it all.
She had the most interesting notebook and the most dazzling earrings.
Every night Millie would pray for the mole to fade away, but not before plucking the stray hairs that sprouted from it.
She would tape these hairs into her notebook.
Then every morning Millie would put on her earrings.
Her earrings were so dazzling that they drew everybody’s attention away from her enormous mole.
Or so she believed.
The truth was that when Millie talked to people, they didn’t pay attention to anything she said. They were too busy searching for answers in the shape of her mole.
Even still, Millie believed in the power of her earrings.
Of course she was devastated when she lost one of them.
She searched everywhere for it, but it was nowhere to be found.
So Millie sought the help of a fortune teller.
After hearing Millie’s story, the fortune teller gave Millie a little jar.
“For 12 nights,” the fortune teller said, “rub some of this elixir on your mole. After the 12th night, your mole will disappear.”
So for 12 nights, Millie rubbed the elixir on her mole. After the 12th night, the mole did indeed disappear.
Now Millie doesn’t need her notebook to keep her mole hairs.
And she doesn’t need her earrings to draw everybody’s attention away from the enormous mole in her face.
Because now Millie has an enormous hole in her face.
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Did you enjoy Millie’s story? Did you hate it? Either way, stay tuned for the rest of the Chicken Poop for the Mole series…