“Who let the
dogs out?”
Cruella
de Vil* #quote
Today I got my groove on. It was about two inches deep, cut with a saw. A decent groove, probably worthy of being called a nook, but not necessarily a cranny. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Two Mr. Greens
“Now Mr. Green I know you've dealt
with this hallucination of another you for quite awhile. Which is why
I'm glad you've agreed to medical treatment.” The doctor spoke
standing while one real Mr. Green and one hallucination sat in the
chairs in his office. I knew this was the time that medication needed
to be taken. This had to end. There should only be one Mr. Green.
“I'm ready doctor,” I told him
while the other Mr. Green in the room said the same thing.
“Mr. Green your mental condition,
although a bad one, is actually easily curable. You have a chemical
imbalance in your brain. Take the pill and it'll be fixed. You're
lucky it's this simple, most patients are much more difficult to medicate. I'd like you to start taking them now. And
here's your prescription for more.” He set a pill on the desk in
his office along with a bottle of pills and a perscription.
Not a moment was wasted. The pill was
swallowed so in a few moments its chemicals cured the mental
condition and I vanished.
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