(This was another one for jewel1307's Challenge Corner: Words. Using a set of three words from five sets we were to write a Paranormal story. I used Soft-Toy, Envy, Challenge. They are in bold below.)
When I was five, my grandmother gave it to me. She told me it was special, magical even. I think it was cursed. Curse is magic too.
It makes me do things. I drowned our puppy because he would chew on it. I didn't want to but it made me do it. I told it I would keep it locked in my cupboard but it wanted to keep an eye on me and protect me. I am not proud of the things it made me do, how can a little boy like me challenge its will?
I did not intend to push Mrs. Crawford into the river. She was evil. It told me so, it would never lie to me, it has always looked out for me.
I know the other children watch us with envy. You can see it in their eyes. Even the policeman questioning me about Mrs. Crawford is envious of our special relationship.
“Tell me son. Why did you do it?”
The truth, it says, I have to tell the truth. “It told me.”
“It? What told you son?”
I point at it resting in the sofa.
“What? The soft toy? The teddy?”
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Bits & Bobs
Short StoryA collection of shorts and one shots and long shots. Cover by the lovely hellvis, she's awesome.
