Sunday, February 28, 2016

Stories For Elli, Part One




I like to tell Elli stories. She's a good listener. She likes to be talked to. 


This was a story prompt on one of my writing groups - write a short scene (less than 300 words) about the picture below, dialogue optional. I tried to find a link to the original artist but we'll have to settle with the vague blurred web address on the bottom right hand corner because searching the image on Google resulted in two story prompt collections and at least eight Pinterest boards. 




I would have blinked in surprise, had I still possessed my human eyes with proper lids to blink with. Instead I stared up through the murky water. I was certain that I had heard someone rowing a boat across the surface of my lake. I rose from my watery bed amongst the grasses at the bottom and drifted to the surface.
There was a boat, drawn up among the reeds. I could see the shadows of two people in it, but when they heard me break the surface of the water, they darted and hid behind it.
Help me! I screamed in my head, but all that came out of my mouth was an unintelligent roar.
No wonder they fled, like everyone else. No wonder there was no rest for me, trapped in foreign flesh, dying for human companionship. I was now as much of a monster on the outside as I had always been on the inside.


Copyright 2016 by Annie Louise Twitchell

Image Credit to Artist