“Are you
thinking what I'm thinking?”
Plato*
#quote
Today I went to my costuming club, tomorrow I'm going to my pokemon
card game thing. I came up with a new team idea for the pokemon video
game. It'll use the move gravity, which will allow me to use the pun
“You don't understand the gravity of the situation.”
Hopefully the mind-numbing badness of the pun will distract them.
Anyway onto the flash fiction!
It Came From The Closet
It always happened after bedtime. After Mom tucked me in. The
moonlight would disappear off like someone flicked a light switch.
The slow creaking of the closet door started next. Two glowing red
eyes showed up and I grabbed my blanket tight.
“Little boy, little boy. It's that time of night again,” a
deep voice sang to me. “The time of night when my magic shuts your
door and stops all your screams from being heard.” The voice
laughed and laughed as the glowing red eyes came closer to me. I saw
the outline of hands under the small red glow of the eyes. “Will it
be the spiders tonight?”
It drew closer and closer. And when it came close enough I did
something I hadn't done any of the other nights. I pulled out a can
of hairspray I stashed under the blanket and sprayed the red eyes.
“Itburnsitburnsitburnsitburnsitburnsitburnsitburns!” The red
lights vanished as the hands covered them.
“Mrrrgggh-you-little-son-of-ahh-dear-oh-dear-the-pain!” The
closet door slammed shut. “I'm never coming back here again!
Ahhh-it-still-burns! Rubbing it only makes it worse!”
I'm glad I saw that TV show where that person defended themselves
against a burglar. It looked like the same method worked. And I
didn't even have to use the bat.
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