A Grim New Fairy-tale
Where the -@!# did my muse go?
Writer, dreamer, knight, shackled by entertainment . . . and people.
“License and registration, please.”
The face looking down at me was stern, the voice measured. There was no reason to be afraid, since I hadn't done anything wrong, but I was. As soon as I noticed the police car following me, my anxiety ramped up. When the strobing blues and reds broke the night, I felt trapped, pinned in a tightening vice. Now it was all I could do to not start sobbing.
“My wallet is-is in my back pocket. My registration is in the g-glove-box.” I said. A part of my mind wondered, gibbering, who kept gloves in the glove-box anymore?
The police officer didn't say anything.
I peeled my hand away from the wheel, moving through the molasses of night.
Handing the officer my license, I pushed the button on the door to the glove-box.
My son's gun fell out, orange and white, tumbling to the passenger seat; orphaned by my boy.
I heard the shout before it was voiced. “HE'S GOT A GUN!”
Three cracks of lightning struck nearby.
Blurring lights dimmed.
I thought that this one was different.
Prequels
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
Sequels
No sequels yet. Why not write one?
Comments (2 so far!)
Average reader rating 5.00/5
slapdashmonuments
Very good writing. I'm shuddering. Too real. That's not your bad; it's reality's bad.
- #1390 Posted 6 years ago
-
0
- 5 out of 5
Story prompt:
Your story must contain this line: I thought this one was different.
It can be in the beginning, middle, or end. Any genre, any time, any world, all in good fun!
This story's tags are
WORLD IS GRIMM POLICE TOY GUN FATHER AMERICA MINORITY 136 DEAD ZEBRA STORYTELLER WARNING FAIRY-TALE APPROPRIATION NEWS- Published 6 years ago and featured 5 years ago.
- Story viewed 22 times and rated 1 times.
All stories on Ficlatté are licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 License. What does this mean?
ElshaHawk LoA
1. Woohoo, you entered my challenge! okay, so it's not really like a challenge...
2. I like that you chose to use the word 'orphaned' for the toy gun that is the impetus for all the bad things we assume happen next.
3. This is probably going to happen somewhere. That is what is so devastating.