MayDays: Flash Fiction – Monsters #Maydays



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Thank to K.L. Caley of new2writing for #Mayday prompts. Today’s prompt is haunting. Also, thank you to The Daily Prompt for the word prompt Shadow.

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“What’s that noise?” Robbin said afraid. “Mom there’s something under my bed?” 

Robbin’s Mom, Dorothy, flicked on the bedside lamp in eight-year-old Robbin’s room. She made a grand show of peering under the bed. 

“Come see Robbin, there’s nothing under your bed. A monster couldn’t fit under there.”

Robbin got out of bed and peaked under his bed. “There’s only a few socks and toys here.” 

“Yep. You can clean those up tomorrow,” Dorothy ordered.” Now it’s time for bed. No more reading. You have school.” 

Robbin nodded and flicked off his lamp hesitantly. He snuggled under the covers which Dorothy had tucked him into. That’s when he heard the scrapping sound and loud inhuman breathing. 

Robbin hid is whole body under his blankets, hoping the monster wouldn’t eat him. 

The monster was in the closet this time and Robbin could see his red eyes through the crack in the closet door. The closet door began to creep open and Robbin screamed. The monster’s shadow was visible on the floor.

Dorothy came running. She was tired and wondered when Robbin would get over his fears of monsters. “What now my love?” 

“The monster is in the closet now.” Robbin stuttered his face wan.

Dorothy opened the closet door, flinging it open to show Robbin nothing was there. “See no monsters,” Dorothy said.

“Mom,” Robbin screamed.

Behind Dorothy a monster was waiting to pounce. His red eyes glaring and giant teeth sharp and dripping with slime. His half-furred, half-reptilian body repulsed Robbin who began to cry and beg, “Don’t eat my Mom.”

Dorothy turned around to look in the closet. “There’s nothing here . . . Ah!” The monster swallowed Robbin’s Mom whole.

Robbin flicked on the lamp light quickly and the monster disappeared. “Mommy . . .” Robbin asked. 

But it was too late. Dorothy should’ve known better. The best way to get rid of monsters is to first turn on the light.

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Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Next To Her


Thanks to Roger Shipp for hosting FFftPP. Also thank you to The Daily Post for the prompt word Hope

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“Why are we going in here?” Karen asked her older cousin Alicia, struggling to carry  the load between them.

“It’s Grandpa’s barn. I remember my Dad helping rebuild it when I was seven-years-old.”

“I like the vintage feel. The lanturne is neat. I bet it’s antique,” Karen said enthused.

“Ah, it’s pretty dusty and dirty in here actually. I’m sure no one has been in here since Grandpa retired.” Alicia said.

“So did you bring a shovel?” Karen inquired.

“There is a couple of shovels in here. We should bury him over there,” Alicia said quietly pointing.

They started digging through the barn’s loose dirt floor. 

“I hope this is deep enough?” Karen asked.”We should do six-feet deep, right?”

“Yeah,” Alicia remarked. “At least he’s close to her here.” Karen gave Alicia a funny look but decided to stay silent.

The cousins carried the body wrapped in blankets to the hole they had dug. 

Breathing heavily after shovelling, they threw the body in the hole and began the slow process of shovelling dirt ontop of the body. 

Karen stopped shortly.”You really think we should be doing this?” 

Alicia sighed.”Grandpa told me to do this. He told me to bury him here next to our Nana when he died.”

“What happened to Nana?” 

“He was mad at her once. In a fit of rage he hit her over the head with the back of a shovel. Grandpa never meant to kill Nana.”

“When did he tell you?” Karen asked. 

“I was there that night, sleeping over. I saw everything and helped Grandpa bury Nana. He was in shock. It was my idea to bury her in the barn.” Alicia admitted.

“I can’t believe he killed her,” Karen said.

THWACK! Alicia’s shovel hit Karen in the head cracking her head like a watermelon.

” I believe it,” Alicia said burying Karen in the grave with her Grandpa.

” You always were their favourite grandchild, cousin.” Alicia smirked. 

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