Here's a free short story/flash fiction/drabble/call-it-what-you-will.
I have to warn you that this is quite a dark little story – it isn't gory but it visits a dark place.
It's all told in 100 words (not counting the title), and although it isn't a happy tale, I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.
Sweet Dreams my Only One
Mom always says the same words as she kisses me goodnight. They don’t work.
He will be here again tonight. So like me; a reflection. He smiles at first. Laughing. He could get it over with. But no. He takes all night.
His skin dulls. Wrinkles crease his forehead, hollow his cheeks. Plastic tubes invade his nose, his mouth. He cannot speak, but his eyes express his pain, his confusion. He withers, wastes away. But I must watch. Every. Last. Moment.
Tomorrow, Mom will repeat those words. She’ll lie. Deny him. But I'll see where his cot stood, and know.
This is one of those stories where I wonder where it came from. Perhaps it's therapeutic to examine our secret fears. What do you think? Please feel free to avail yourself of the comment form below. I always try to respond to comments as soon as I can.
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This story was posted today in response to a flash fiction challenge from Chuck Wendig at terribleminds.com