This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about bones. It can be any genre or tone. Is it spooky, irreverant, poignant? Go where the prompt leads!
All I could think of at first was the children’s song, ‘The head bone’s connected to the neck bone …’ and it took me a while to come up with an idea. Once I got an idea, the ending eluded me. I finally decided to go all-out horror, which is unusual for me, to follow up my entry Beware or Be Scared in the Halloweensie Contest run by Susanna Leonard Hill. That entry was meant to be as Halloween humorous as it was scary. I hope it succeeded. On its own, this one may lack the humour. I hope you ‘enjoy’ it anyway.
Make No Bones About It
“Go and get changed.”
“But, Muuuum —”
“You will not go to the party dressed like that.”
“It’s not appropriate.”
“But it’s dress up. It’s Halloween!”
“Yes! A skeleton or a ghost. Not a princess. Princesses don’t do Halloween.”
“If I can’t be a princess, I’m not —” The door slammed to punctuate her sentence perfectly.
Mum shook her head. She was teased enough, without being a princess on Halloween.
The following morning, when bones found in the middle of a mystery sticky stinky sludge were identified as her bullies, Margie and Mum gave thanks for their disagreement.
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