Dumb Ways To Die Stumble Novels & Stories

“Lenoir stop being emotional, what happened is not deep—” “— OH! YOU GETTING SHOT AT BY DIFFERENT CATEGORIES OF BULLETS IS NO BIG DEAL?!” Lenoir chuckled like an insane person and continued nagging while I tried my very best not to lose my cool. I didn't even have the strength to yell, I used up all my energy at court. “THERE'S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BEING SMART AND BEING STUPID! AND YOU MY DEAR WIFE DEFINITELY DON'T FILL THE CATEGORY OF SMARTS!!”

EVERYONE WITNESSED Dainty close her eyes and open her lips, allowing the water to penetrate her body. Her body steadily fell into the everlasting water till she died, like with the other victims who perished by walking on the plank. When the camera that was capturing Dainty's body falling in the swimming pool abruptly shut off, Adrastos shouted up to draw the viewer's attention. "Hello, live viewers! We all saw our Suicider lose her breath tonight, therefore we know she's dead!"

I don’t want to just sit here and watch him burning inside the burning car. I don’t want to watch him die. I don’t want to have another Jayvee again. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I took a deep breath because I don’t know what to do. I panic but I can’t move. My head starts to ache again while my heart starts to beat faster than normal. I don’t know what to do. I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO.

“Now, if both you ready, I want to start now. I still have homework that needs to be finished at home.” “Look–” “Guys, what's happening?” My head automatically turned towards Antonio who was now trying to sit up. “There's no use, Antonio. But the good news is you'll gonna die first.” As if on cue the three of them struggle to escape from their binds making them look like worms. Pathetic worms. “Ah-ah-ah” I wagged my finger at their faces, taunting them.

He worshiped the moment as her eyes widened with tears, watching someone behind him, somehow more worried than scared. And then he felt the Shockwave, the shift of air, the bang that turned the room unside down, that forced the life to leave its realm. Everything looked blur but pellucid, agonisingly long but faster than light, numb but painful, alive and yet, dead. Dominic heard the hiss of his own breathe as it left his nostrils. Little did he know it was the last sound he would hear, the gasp of his own exhale, Tara the final person, his demise, the beginning of his end and everything in between.

Everyone watching saw the former legend of orientation sprawled on the ground like a broken heap, his body twitching uncontrollably, his face pale as a corpse. "What just happened? He did it again?" "That was barely 150 feet! He's down already?" "What the hell is going on with Fletcher Stone?" Fletcher struggled desperately to get back up, but his limbs refused to obey him. All he could do was write uselessly on the ground, letting out incoherent screams while crazily shouting my name. "Dorian! Dorian! It was you, wasn't it? You did this to me!" I slowly came to a stop beside him and took the microphone a nearby reporter handed over. "Everyone's probably wondering why the so-called legend of

All he wanted was to stir up the slut inside me. "Little tramp. You know you're soaking wet down there? Flowing more than if you'd pissed yourself. Don't you want it? "Call me 'Daddy,' and I'll give you what you need." If my willpower hadn't still been holding out, my body would have climbed on top of him by itself. I clenched my teeth so hard I thought they'd crack. Getting screwed by a stranger on the street was just too humiliating. "No. I'm not calling you Daddy."

“We have to return to the car now, it’s warmer there. Katherine sniffed and glanced at her parents tombstone. “They never should have died,” Her lips moved. “But I never knew the pain they were going through, I didn’t even know the company went bankrupt, worry must have gotten them that way, I only remember them hurry to catch up with someone.”

His scream lasts exactly one second. Then he collapses as a pile of smoking dust. The third and fourth rush together. I raise my hand. The air compresses violently. Their bodies crumple like paper. Bones shatter. Blood sprays across the grass. They fall without another sound. Two left. One hesitates. Smart. The other charges blindly. I step forward. Punch. My fist goes straight through his chest. His heart stops instantly. The final man tries to run. Coward. I lift my hand again.

The baby seemed to sense the danger, kicking wildly in a frenzy of survival instinct, as if trying to tear right through my skin to escape. Blood rushed to my head as we dangled upside down, suffocating me. I flailed my hands weakly. "Pull me up... Quick... I'm dying..." The staff on the platform must have seen that something was wrong. A megaphone crackled above us. "What's happening? Is the tourist in distress?" Sweat and tears blurred my vision. I tried to summon the breath to answer, to beg for my life, but Lily screamed over me, her voice echoing off the canyon walls: