A Short Story (or Two) 2012
These are my first attempts at writing short fiction. I genuinely don't know if they are any good. I guess someone will let me know......
Over to you.
Chameau is a lazy man who's been left on his own for a fortnight. The shopping's not been put away, the washing machine is full to bursting and there are tea-stains on the coffee table.
‘Mummy?’ ‘Yes, darling?’ ‘Why does everybody hate me?’ ‘Nobody hates you, poppet. What makes you think that?’