Sometimes I'll while away a quiet evening (or a nondescript lunchtime), by contributing to this online "Flash Fiction" thing. The rules are very simple; The "story" has to be less than 150 words and feature a particular prompt word (which is the one in brackets). Because I'm a bit rubbish at this kind of thing, none of these have ever won (in fact, sometimes they've not even been put up for the weekly vote selection which REALLY PISSES ME OFF when I've gone to the trouble of writing the bloody thing and stops me from bothering for several weeks) so I thought I'd collect them here instead and subject you, dear reader, to their mediocrity...
AWAKE (bark)
AWAKE (bark)
He woke in a white room which kept bleeping
at him. A slight breeze shifted the pale blue curtains to his left, and a scent
of fresh mown grass in the air told him that a window was open and that it was
summer, which couldn't be right.
He tried to move, but his arms and legs
felt far too weak. A smiling stranger suddenly appeared at his side and seemed
to want to push his shoulders back down onto the pillow, and he found that he
could offer no resistance to this slip of a girl.
Another smiling face appeared in front of
him, although this face was crying, and seemed vaguely familiar, a little like
his baby sister might have looked if she had skin like tree bark.
She smiled again "Hello, Brian"
she said "Welcome back. You've been asleep for a very long time…"
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