Today's subject (Write a brief bit of fiction about a monster) and the story that flowed out of my fingertips made me laugh. I hope it provides you a weekend giggle, too.
I had the itch to get away, but they followed me everywhere - to work, home, the kitchen, even the blessed bathroom. I couldn't shake them. Their long, dark, rough hair against that pale skin gave me the creeps, but what could I do?! It had been weeks since they first made their presence known, growing stronger and more irritating by the day. I was beginning to lose my mind. I snapped and started to run, screaming, from the car. But my daughter, my voice of reason, called me back.
"Mom! I think it's time to shave your legs!"
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You know its time when they chase you.
ReplyDeleteThat’s funny, very funny. You had me so ready for a scary ending that this came as quite a surprise. Good oneJ
ReplyDeleteThanks for starting my day with a smile.
How fun (not your hairy legs, the one minute writer blog!). I'll have to check it out. That sounds like a very theraputic exercise. And seriously, who can't spare one minute to write!!
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