A wild slim alien

Fifty word fiction – Woodwork

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The school bully drove a two-inch nail through his finger.  He laughed as he held aloft the injured digit, with which the nail had formed a perfect right angle.  Later that term he lifted me off the floor by the neck.  I hammered his nuts with my knee and ran.

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