“Don’t say anything,”
“Well if you’d turned where I told you we wouldn’t be lost now.”
“Yes dear…you know…wait what is that standing in the road.”
Joe and his wife looked down the road.
“If I didn’t know better I would say it is Bigfoot.”
“Joe, Bigfoot does not wear a short and jeans.”
“But look at the big hairy feet…”
“He’s thumbing a ride…are you going to pick him up?”
Joe pulled the car over.
The car door opened and he squeezed himself in.
“Hi, my name is Harry. Thanks for giving me a lift
I do all these drawing challenges so I end up with a lot of drawings. The two pictured here are from the one I did last month for kick in the creatives. The challenge was to complete a drawing in 15 minutes by turning the picture you were drawing upside down.
The fifth grouping of Micro Flash Fiction Stories.
— Read on letterpile.com/creative-writing/Micro-Flash-Fiction-5
An image drawn upside down then highlighted with charcoal pencil.
“Be right there,” He yelled as he pulled up his jeans. The clockmaker headed from the back room to his workshop. There stood a man holding a pocket watch.
“Can I help you?”
“Yes, I heard you are the best clockmaker in the city.”
“I wouldn’t call myself the best, but I’m good.”
The customer laid the pocket watch on the counter.
The old clockmaker looked at it. “Ive never seen anything like it before.”
“Nor do I think you ever will. At least in your lifetime.”
“What
“I am from a time when winters are cold and long.
An upside drawing of a boy and his big teddy bear. The drawing was done in pencil and charcoal pencil.
The odd man remained silent, forcing a small copper box into my hands.
I looked at the box. “What’s this?”
He remained silent.
I examined the box. There didn’t seem to be anything extraordinary about it. I tried to lift the lid. The box didn’t open. I looked up at the odd man.
“How do I open it?”
He shrugged his shoulders.
I shrugged mine back. “What’s that supposed to mean. You give me a nondescript copper box and expect me to know what to do with it.”
“I was only told to deliver it.”
With that he left.
An upside down pencil drawing of a mother, father and baby.
The ghost was eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich when he walked into the kitchen. His first instinct was to turn and run. Instead he just stood there.
“”You know it’s impolite to stare.”
Joe blinked and shook his head. “Huh…what?”
“I said, it’s impolite…”
“I heard you..I’ve just never seen a ghost eat before. Cone to think of it I’ve never seen a ghost before.”
“Don’t get used to it. I’m just passing through.”
Joe just stood there.
“Get it…passing through.”
“I got it…want really that funny.”
“Way to hurt a ghosts feelings.
