CHEMS
a zombiefied short story
by Ann Swann
He was curled up like a comma in a pile of old feed
sacks.
The year was 1974
and I was in the eighth grade. I was in
a hurry, running late as usual, and I had just opened the hen house to let my flock
out for the day when I looked across the packed-earth yard and noticed the
toolshed door wasn’t completely closed. Since I
was the one responsible for shutting things up in the evening, I knew that
door was closed and latched the night before.
I tiptoed up and tried to see inside
through the crack—had my eye pressed to it just like that Tell-Tale Heart guy we’d read about in English—but I couldn’t see
anything except that pile of old sacks.
Then they moved.
That's it for today! See ya next Sunday. If you would like to participate in Six Sentence Sunday, simply go to http://www.sixsunday.com/
18 comments:
You have a way of putting the reader directly at the scene. I downloaded CHEMS, so now I'll have to see what he sees.
Thanks, Carmen. I hope you like it!
Uh-ho. Get away! I loved it. It pulled me in immediately.
Great job,
Michelle :)
www.michelle-pickett.com/blog
Haha! Thanks, Michelle :)
I'm headed to Amazon! Nice Six, Ann.
Thanks, Lea! Hope you like the rest of the story :-)
Well that would freak out a person! Enjoyed your six.
Hooked me! Run! LOL I completely let 6 Sunday slip up by me this week. Loved yours
Thanks, Cara. My work is done!
Thanks so much! I know what you mean, this week went by so fast!
Great six! It pulled me right into the story. Well done!
Thanks, Karyn...heading over to your page now.
Aw, now I want to know what was moving.
Good! Want me to tell you ... ? LOL
Wonderful six! Very intriguing. :)
Thank you so much! I'm liking this six sentence Sunday stuff!
He was curled up like a comma in a pile of old feed sacks.... that's fantastic. Love it!
Thanks! I love it when the Muse speaks LOL.
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