Crack An Egg On Your Head Novels & Stories

CRACK! The sound echoed in the room as I used the stick to hit her head. She dropped to the floor immediately, unconscious. I hit her head with it again, for extra effect. Or maybe because I hated her. she was a bitch. I should hit her over and over till she died but that wasn’t in my place now.

“I bet this baby tortoise is even bigger than you.” Right after his voice fell, the huge egg suddenly cracked. A slit was cracked open in the middle. Claudia was shocked. “Did you break it?” she asked. “No. I didn't exert any force.” “Me neither. I didn’t exert any force. Really. I just gently touched it, almost like stroking.” The two stared at each other in dismay for a while. Presently, the cracks on the eggshell grew, and soon, the entire thing was covered with cracks.

I saw Ginger Head get one egg in the tray that the girl was holding beside her. Before she could throw it to me, she gave me a devil smirk. I was just bored looking at them. This is f ****** useless. I don’t have time for their childish revenge. I got the egg without even breaking it. I heard them gasping at what I did; slowly, I looked at them both. Their face was so priceless. I cracked the egg using my bare hands, turned my back on them, and started to walk towards them. “I don’t have time for this now. Maybe some other time,” I remarked before leaving them behind.

Was it too late to crawl away now? "Where do you think you're going?" He asked, mirth leaking out of his voice. I froze slowly looking up. He smirked wickedly and crouched before me. I smile sweetly. Cringing inwardly at the thought of having to clean up eggs off my body. "Blake we can talk about thi- I gasp when I feel the slight shock of having the eggs crack on my head then cringe when I feel the eggs quickly drench the top of my hair. The yellow liquid slowly trail down my hair lines, to my face and even coated my lashes.

Unaware of what awaited him, a sudden crack resounded the moment he ventured outside, and he felt a sharp pain in his forehead. He froze in shock and widened his eyes, slowly raising his hand. A thick, yellowish liquid flowed down his cheek, dripping onto his trembling palm. It turned out to be a rotten egg.

Please just anyone. The pressure become harder and harder I couldn't believe that it was still intact and not exploding. I tried to open my mouth for help but it came out as a whimper. I hold on to my feet, trying to stop it. As if my head were banged to the ground, harshly squeeze like a hard-boiled egg.

She was going to make omelette. "Do you need any help?" Felix asked her who shook her head and picked the egg. She tapped the egg on the counter but it did not break. She used a spoon but he did not break again. Felix opened his mouth but closed it bit knowing how to tell Sunny this is not how you break an egg. Now Sunny became so angry that she put the egg down and wanted to have t it with the pan but Felix was fast enough to hold her hand. "Relax..."

I wasn't stupid enough to take her bed. The next day, the cook sent for me again. This time, I was to crack 50 crates of eggs and make scrambled eggs with them. I got busy and tried to ignore the loud Spanish music the cook was dancing and humming to. I kept cracking in a large bowl till I was done. “Finished ma" I said, tapping my hand on the table.

Cracking eggs into a bowl, she whisked them with a purposeful vigor, the rhythmic sound echoing the determination to face the day head-on. The sizzle of eggs hitting the pan filled the kitchen, and soon, the aroma of scrambled eggs wafted through the air. Ava stood by the stove, the warmth of the cooking eggs providing a comforting embrace. As she plated the breakfast, her thoughts shifted from the events of the previous day to the challenges that lay ahead. With a plate of scrambled eggs in hand, Ava took a deep breath, ready to step out into the world. The composed exterior she presented to the mirror reflected not just a well-applied layer of makeup but also a resilient spirit, ready to n