Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Mattel Intruder

In the years I’ve lived here, I’ve never called it home. This is illogical; I was made for this house, but at first it felt too new. The wallpaper was too fresh, the sofa too springy – it wasn’t “lived in.” I had hardly begun to use the pristine china before *she* came – Miss Long Legs, with her painted smile and peroxide-blond hair. Right away she, the giant, chipped the china and warmed the house with her plastic boyfriend, their legs dangling over the edge of the four-poster bed. But what can I say? I’m a wooden vestige of another era.

This short story is a part of the illustrious WonHundred Word Wednesday. Read the other stories, spun off the prompt:  "In all the years I've lived here, I never once called this place my home." at the links below!


5 comments:

  1. I like the surprise at the end--who the narrator is!

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  2. Loved the narrator as well. Fun twist take on this prompt.

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  3. Very fun take! I like the twist! :)

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  4. Your writing is just so unique, I love it.

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  5. Thank you! This one was really fun to write :D

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