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In A Nutshell #2 – 11/24/16

If you’re like me (or similar to me) you’ve been inhaling turkey, stuffing, and dinner rolls for at least half the day.

But I’d be lying if I said that…it’s been closer to the whole day. 

What can I say–this is one of my favorite holidays. It’s not just because of the food, but that certainly helps. No. It’s because it’s a time where I get to reflect on all of the things I’m thankful for. I know a lot of others out there aren’t as fortunate as I am.

I’m not wealthy, but I have everything I could ever need.

It’s also a time where family comes together for great food and company. That’s a huge part of the whole thing. So, take a moment now, and as often as you can, to think about what you’re thankful for.

Thanks for listening. Now, we’ll get to the whole reason behind this post. As I push my turkey-addled brain to put words on paper, my hope is for you to be entertained.

I hope this flash fiction goes down as easy as that second helping of pumpkin pie. Yes, I saw you take another slice. We ALL saw it.


I’m trapped and alone. 

I can’t say how long I’ve been here or when I was taken.

It feels like ages in this place.

No windows or doors.

No one to share my misery with. 

No way to escape.

The silence is maddening. Deafening.

My nerves are fraying.

My mind is unraveling.

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I hear voices–conversations–in my mind. I’m going insane.

I need to get out.

But I’m trapped.

And I’m so hungry. 

I scream until my voice is raw, but there’s no one to hear me.

How did I get here?

What did I do to deserve this prison?

Somehow, someway, I fall asleep. But something wakes me up.

It’s a person–just like me–lying there like the dead.

How did she get here? Who left them here?

I notice the knife lying next to her. I grip the cold handle, and her eyes snap open.

The fear in her eyes sends me into a frenzy, and I chase her down. 

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