The inanimate world is against me! Objects attack when no one is looking. Last week, a couch cover grabbed my leg. I fell to the floor landing on my face. Yesterday, my baby toe slammed into the kitchen shelf after it quietly slid across my path. These objects also like to hide. Today, my keys jumped behind the credenza by the front door where they hid for hours. I swear I heard them laughing.
They have a devious plan. I just need to find out what it is! In the meantime, can anyone tell me where my glasses are hiding?
This story is my contribution to “Friday Fictioneers,” a weekly challenge hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff Fields. With the help of a photo prompt to inspire, we’re to write a 100-word story. The photo this week was taken by Roger Bultot.
If you would like to join in with this encouraging group of writers or read their stories from this week, click here.