Little Sammy (flash fiction)

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Little Sammy pulled his knees into his chest and froze like stone under his duvet. His cheeks burned red and beads of sweat trickled down his neck into the mattress below. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to block out the scratching noise which was definitely getting closer now. Soon he would feel a claw snaking under the duvet which would grab and rip at his trembling legs. Little Sammy’s breathing grew faster as his mind worked through all of the wild possibilities which were undoubtedly lurking behind his duvet. He could hear its breathing now – two raspy lungs struggling to push air past the mucus which filled them. Mucus would be dripping from its gaping black nostril, leaving a sticky green trail on his bedroom floor. He could definitely hear the dripping now.  Little Sammy held his breath and tried to focus on his mummy’s voice before tucking him into bed that night, “There’s no such thing as monsters Sammy!”

He could take it no longer, he thought he may puke with terror. Whatever was lurking above obviously wanted to eat him, he could sense its closeness, could smell its hunger. In one brave swift move, Little Sammy ripped back the covers and screamed for his mummy.

The next morning, Little Sammy’s mummy opened his bedroom door and shrieked with joy. Little Sammy was gone from his bed and in his place was a very plump and contented grinning goblin. Her special little pet had finally fed!

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Hello, I am the little voice in the corner. The voice which everyone listens to but nobody hears. The voice which people find amusing or interesting, but never take seriously. This is my blog, my virtual stomping ground; a place where my voice is the only one, where I can express my opinions and ideas without fear of being judged. The opinions and ideas expressed here are mine and I am shouting them out loud! Enjoy.

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