The
Parcel
I wake up at the sound of the alarm and stretch out my
arms. If I’m lucky my old, senile cat will have managed to find her way to the
litter tray, and not have weed on any of the other floors in my house. I twist
out of bed and slip my feet into my pink size ten flip-flops, admiring my newly
painted silver toenails. They look so
cute!
I shower, wash my hair and let it dry whilst I eat cereal
for breakfast. I feed the cat, who has been incessantly meowing around my feet,
go upstairs and blow-dry my hair. It takes time, around twenty minutes, and it
took me a long time to get the hang of it, but now I can blow-dry myself a
perfect shoulder-length bob. I look like Jennifer Aniston. Well, my hair looks
like hers, a little.
I choose matching purple underwear, silky and lacy, which
feels nice against my moisturised skin. I put on tights. Bugger it! I’ve ripped
another pair. The second time I’m more careful and manage to get them on
without the teeniest tiniest ladder. I choose a black skirt and a purple blouse
with a frilly collar (to match my underwear).
Do I go for purple makeup, or will that be too much
purple? I might just look beaten up. I decide not to risk it and go for browns
and golds, just like the nice lady in the department store showed me. Ouch! These bloody eyelash curlers are a
nightmare! I might consider false eyelashes, but not just yet.
Black shoulder bag, black shoes, keys. I pull the door
closed behind me and blip the car door open. The postman is walking up the
driveway towards me. “Morning Pete!” I say.
“Morning Mr. Green!” He says chirpily. “Three letters and
a parcel for you today.”
Ooh,
maybe it’ll be my online delivery from Dorothy Perkins.
L. Besley
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Flash Fiction is short enough to read whilst you're waiting for the kettle to boil. It's fairly quick to write too, but with it being so short, every word has to count.
On 4th May 2012 I decided to embark on a project: to write a piece of Flash Fiction every day. I'm hoping this will keep the creative juices flowing and ultimately help me hone my craft. Every Friday I'll be posting 'the best of the week' onto my blog for you to read. If you have anything to say (good or 'constructive'!), I'm open to comments.
Thanks, as always, for reading.
I really liked this story - nothing is what it seems!! x
ReplyDeleteHopefully not!
DeleteDidn't catch on about the size 10 feet.. x
ReplyDeleteHaha! Told you to look out for the clues!
DeleteJust brilliant! Loved it.
ReplyDeleteThanks! :0)
ReplyDeleteBrilliant story - very clever! Thanks for visiting my blog too Laura. It's nice to 'meet' someone else who was in Germany. I was very near Duesseldorf too, often visited the city. I taught English there, is that what you did too? I still miss it although it's a while ago now. Best wishes, Lindsay (Little Reader Library).
ReplyDeleteYes, I taught English there. Business English to adults in company, so it was a lot of travelling, but I learned a lot from my students!
DeleteI'm still teaching, but kids in Hong Kong now. What are you up to?
Laura
I love your idea of flash fiction, what a great idea! Thanks for the like on facebook and I am following you now too.
ReplyDeleteLinda
http://books-treasureortrash.com
Thanks for reading and for following Linda! :0)
DeleteGreat- loved it, really good twist. Read it over coffee in the middle of packing up my house! X
ReplyDeleteGood to hear you loved it, bad to hear it's distracting you from packing... haha! X
DeleteWell written. I went back to find some of those clues, which were well guised on the first go round. Good job!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot!
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