Friday Fictioneers – Monster from the Deep

Posted: June 8, 2016 by J.A. Prentice in Flash Fiction, Uncategorized
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Getting the helmet off was proving more of a challenge than he’d expected. Putting it on had been easy, but now it had somehow gotten caught and he was stumbling around the house. He hadn’t bothered to clean the thing in years and the dust and grime made everything look like a brown fog. Stretching out his hands in front of him, he tried not to ram headfirst into a wall.

He only heard the screams when he was almost on top of them.

“A monster!” the little girls yelled. “A monster!”

Despite his predicament, he had to laugh.

Word Count: 99


This is for this week’s Friday Fictioneers. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for running the challenge and Douglas M. MacIlroy for providing the prompt photo!

 

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Comments
  1. jademwong says:

    Now that’s a memory those girls are going to laugh about later on, I’m sure lol! Great story!

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  2. Lynn Love says:

    Sweet and funny snapshot of family life there. Wonder why he owned it – was he a pearl fisher in a previous life? What stories he could tell his kids. Nice tale 🙂

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  3. michael1148humphris says:

    Then he sneezed. Like it

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  4. Maybe they’ll help him get it off.

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  5. The Voice says:

    Nice take on the prompt. I’m glad he could laugh at the situation while he was still in it. My claustrophobia would have kicked in and I would have been the one on the floor screaming. Well done.

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