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: https://carrotranch.com/2018/03/16/march-15-flash-fiction-challenge/
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haha!
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Brilliant!
Thank you so much
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!
Thank you so much Molly.
Ha ha, this is so clever.
Thank you so much Robbie
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!
Thank you so much Charli
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