I knew it was a risk going out in daylight but I was desperately low on supplies.
As I turned the corner of my street I saw the dark, menacing outline of one of their vans patrolling.
Would my neighbour cover for me?
I just couldn’t risk it.
I was on my last warning.
I sprinted down the alley.
Lungs bursting, heart pounding, I vaulted the garden fence and crashed through the back door.
Was I safe?
I looked up the hall and saw with dread, there on the mat, a small card:
“We tried to deliver a parcel today…”
Comments
skinner_jennifer | September 7, 2010 - 20:50
Hi raetsel,
I enjoyed this story, it was short and sweet.
Makes you realise how good it is not to have a
conscience.
Jenny.
insertponceyfre... | September 7, 2010 - 20:58
I really enjoyed this - never heard of a drabble before. you managed to get a lot of tension into a very small space - well done!
raetsel | September 8, 2010 - 16:07
Hi Jenny,
Thanks for your comments.
I'm sure there must be some down side to not having a conscience but I'm struggling to think of one just now.
Simon x
raetsel | September 8, 2010 - 16:09
First time I've tried a Drabble and they are quite good fun especially when you have a small idea that would not be sustainable over a longer piece.
The exact 100 word limit makes you look closely at your choice of words.
Simon x