"Yes mom. I'm sure about this."
"Well I already have everything moved into here, but I am a bit scared." Fred continues, "Hey I have to hang up John and I have something planned for today. Love you too, mom. Bye"
Fred dials his friends number, "Hey, John you ready to hang out?" "Yeah man. Let's go out to grab some food I'm hungry." John replied. "Alright! Where though?" "At Stars n Bars. Cya." He hung up on me. He didn't even tell me what time, but I guess I'll just go now then.
"Dammit! It's laundry day I'll just do it real quick." Oh this is heavy. There you go get inside. "That's what she said!" as I chuckle to myself. Okay that's now done. Time to go.
"Yo! Frederick how's it hanging bud?" I see John in the distance walking toward me. "My name isn't Frederick, Johnson." I clapped back, "Yeah yeah. Let's go get a good table. You should secure that table for us! I'll go order some grub." "Okay." I replied.
I see one! Oh no someone else is eyeing that table. Maybe that one, but it's close to those elderly. I don't want to bother them. That table in the corner seems perfect!
"Hey dude are you doing alright? I saw you struggling to find a table." asked John. "Yeah I'm fine Just a bit nervous." "I see. Well you might need help from SlappyMan!" John puffs up his chest. "What are you talking abo-" SLAPPED! "Hey what the hell? What's your problem dude?" I ask while holding my cheek. "What? I thought you needed a slap just like when we were kids remember?" He says smiling. "Oh yeah. I do."
YOU ARE READING
Correct Home?
HorrorA normal life of Fred Forest who is excited to live alone, but also nervous. All along something slowly creeps up to him. This short story is from a little contest I participated in. Having 3 days to make a story. Pretty Challenging.
