Here's a 75 word story I wrote for this writing forum. The subject is "Outsiders."
Ponyboy glanced out the window. There were so many new skyscrapers that Tulsa’s art deco skyline was swallowed up.
He glanced down again. No new messages.
Maybe Darry and Sodapop didn’t make it. The sales guy had warned them of the risks, but there was no dissuading Darry.
So here Ponyboy sat, a hundred and fifty years from home, and alone in a way that nobody else on the planet could ever be.