Thursday, June 19, 2014

Duct (Flash Fiction)

found on google images

FLASH FICTION PROMPT

They put me in the air duct.

The one between the kitchen and the library. A piece of burlap was thrown over the top, so I could see out and no one could see in. I had to hide, you see, because no one could know I existed. My existence was wrong. Terrible. Horrible. Never should have happened.

At least, that’s what they told me.

I’m scared. So very scared. I can’t stand to be found. I can’t find be hidden. I’m afraid to live and I’m terrified to die.

Terrified. Scared. Afraid. I don’t know. This is confusing.

I’m not sure when I started asking them to hide me, but I wish that I hadn’t.

(c) Sara Harricharan

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