The Break-In

We returned home to find the door ajar.

Fearing the worse, I asked my family to stay behind me, and cautiously opened the door.

The living room looked like a disaster zone.

And then, I noticed the trail of blood, going inside.

We dashed into the bedroom…

….only to find a little girl there, bleeding from her mouth.

And as soon as she saw us, her eyes became red…as she shouted, “That carrot cake was so hard, it broke all my teeth, you brutes. If I don’t put you in prison for this, my name is not Goldilocks!”

*************************************************************************************99 words.

Written for the Carrot Ranch Literary Community Flash Fiction Challenge, hosted by Charli Mills. This week’s challenge, in her own words, was:

March 16, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about carrot cake. It can be classic or unusual. Why is there cake? How does it feature in the story. Go where the prompt leads

To participate, or read some clever, innovative, and funny stories starring the humble carrot cake, please visit:


About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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13 Responses to The Break-In

  1. You had me on this one! I thought something tragic was coming. And I suppose it was. Poor Goldilocks. I hope she has dental insurance. Haha!

  2. Ha ha, this is so clever.

  3. Charli Mills says:

    The Three Bears probably went out to eat because they haven’t mastered the kitchen yet! Goldilocks broke into the wrong den this time. Fun twist!

  4. Pingback: Carrot Cake « Carrot Ranch Literary Community

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