Ross

This is a 100 word story. No more, no less. 100 words.

Ross screamed. He cried for help but no one could hear him. He struggled to escape, to run, to be free, but Ross could not move. He was stuck in place, forced to endure the ever growing fear rising in his gut. His eyes widened as the knife came closer. Ross strained, trying to run away, desperately attempting to escape. The knife was closer now. He was done for. He couldn't move. As the knife made contact with him, he could feel the butter spread over his face. Ross was lifted from his plate. Bread had never felt such fear.

Reviews

[Shy Joe]

"Jelly" I didn't think of this first. Good twist.