A very very short story:
This morning, there was a knock at my door. I opened the door and there was me. The other me looked at me, said "Sorry" and then shot me dead.
Other short stories are welcome.
I must go, there's a knock at the door.
This morning, there was a knock at my door. I opened the door and there was me. The other me looked at me, said "Sorry" and then shot me dead.
Other short stories are welcome.
I must go, there's a knock at the door.