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Sci-fi Flash Fiction. 1000 wds PG-13

Suzuhara · 2009-09-25T02:45:24Z

DIFFERENT I am always alone. Mommy and Daddy say I must never leave the house. Outside is scary and dangerous. People will hurt me if I go out. I nod my head when they say this. Mommy and Daddy are always right. However. I am always alone. I look out the window. My hands dangle through the steel bars. The sun is out and it’s bright. Very bright. I can feel the wind. It feels good. I am happy that I can feel now. I like to feel all sorts of things, but my favorite thing to feel is the wind. My eyes see children playing. Two boys throw a white ball. Three girls jump with a rope. I am curious by their laughter. I laugh to see how it feels. My laugh does not sound like theirs. Why? The white ball falls below my window. I see one of the boys come and pick it up. I want to play ball too. “Hey! Hey!” I say to him. He looks up. “Want to come inside and play with me?” I ask him. He shakes his head. “My parents told me to never go near this house. I’m only here to get my ball. I have to go now. Sorry!” He scurries away. I wish that he had come inside. I know how to unlock all the locks in the house now. I taught myself this new trick when Mommy and Daddy left to go to work. I want to unlock the locks and go outside, but I have to obey Mommy and Daddy. I must stay inside. Another child passes below my window. It is a girl. “Hey! Hey!” I say to her. She looks up and says, “Hi.” “Do you want to come inside and play with me?” “I don’t think so. My mom said that I should never come near this house so…” “Please! I am always alone.” “How old you?” she asks. “Mommy and Daddy say I am seven years old.” “Really? I’m seven too! Okay, but just for a little while, okay?” I smile the way Mommy and Daddy had taught me. I hope it is a good one. She smiles back. I know now that my smile was good. I run to my door. I unlock the five locks. I don’t know why there are so many. Mommy and Daddy must love me a lot to protect me from the outside. Maybe I should have told them that I can unlock everything now. I remember the girl. I run down the stairs and unlock the big steel gate. I go through a long hall and unlock two more steel doors. I am almost there. I feel happy. I like this feeling the most. More than feeling the wind. I think feeling the wind and feeling happy are different, but I keep forgetting why. Mommy and Daddy say they will fix that about me. I open the front door, and she comes inside. “Hi,” I say to her. “Hi, my name is Lucy. What’s yours?” “Mommy and Daddy call me Cindy Seven.” She giggles, her long brown bangs shaking. “Cindy Seven. What a funny name. You talk different too.” “I do?” “Yeah, it’s different.” I shrug. “What can we play?” “I brought my dolls with me, but we can only play for five minutes, okay? I shouldn’t be here.” “Five minutes.” I nod. “I understand.” We sit in the living room and she shows me how to play with her dolls. They are very skinny. I do not understand why we are playing with these things, but I do not care. I am not alone now. As I pretend to make the doll walk across the table like Lucy taught me to, I scratch my hand against the pointed tip of a little statue’s sword. “Oh no, you’re hurt!” she says. I turn away from her and pull my hand close to me. The skin has come off. I stand up and look at the skin hanging from my hand. I pull it off. I do not feel anything. Why? Did Mommy and Daddy forget to make me feel this? It falls to the ground. I rip off more and more, until I come to something hard. Steel. And colorful wires. I am scared. What is this? “Are you okay?” Lucy asks. “Let me see your hand.” She comes over. I show her my hand. Lucy screams, her hands shaking over her face. “Wait, I say. Let me see if your hand is like this.” She runs away but I grab her wrist. “Do not go. I want to see if your hand is the same as mine. Do you have steel underneath your hand too.” She keeps screaming, but she cannot run away from me. Mommy and Daddy say I am very strong. I come close to her and cover her nose and mouth. I do not like the noise she is making. Why are there tears coming down from her eyes? She should not be afraid of me. “Please do not cry. I just want to see if we are the same. It will not hurt,” I tell her. She wiggles very hard, but she cannot escape. I take the small statue’s sword and rip it through her wrist. A lot of red liquid comes out. What is this? I pull at the skin more and more, but instead of steel, first there is something soft and then hard. So much red liquid is coming out. Mommy and Daddy did not teach me this yet so I do not know what it is. But now I know something and it makes me sad. I hate feeling sad the most because I know that it is a bad feeling to have. The door opens. It is Mommy and Daddy. They look at me and at Lucy who is not moving anymore. “Mommy, Daddy! Why am I different?” I scream. They say nothing. It is the first time that they have no answer to one of my questions. Different. Why am I different?

Does this story creep you out?

No, I wasn't creeped out.: 2; 22%

Yes, it was really dark and creepy!: 1; 11%

Not sure...: 6; 67%

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Suzuhara

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Thu Oct 29, 2009 12:15 am

Suzuhara says... · Thu Oct 29, 2009 12:15 am

Thank you the Writers! Yeah, I'll be sure to fix up those weaknesses. I like your quote btw. It reminded me of the original Peter Pan written by J.M Barrie.

Goes a little like this:

Captain James Hook: Prepare to die, Peter Pan!
Peter Pan: To die would be a Grand Adventure!

With tears in my eyes and blood in my hands, I pull through and conquer my fears. ~Zackaria Kato

Please check out my blog: sammysuzuhara.blogspot.com

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Thu Oct 29, 2009 12:57 am

iRandomRLN96 says... · Thu Oct 29, 2009 12:57 am

Wow, I really liked this

No, it wasn't very creepy, but it was interesting! I hope you write more of this!

-Rach

“If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.” - Henry David Thoreau
...Do things to the beat of your own drum. ♥

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Sun Nov 01, 2009 8:35 pm

Suzuhara says... · Sun Nov 01, 2009 8:35 pm

Thanks Rach! I'm thinking about expanding it...we'll see! ^^

With tears in my eyes and blood in my hands, I pull through and conquer my fears. ~Zackaria Kato

Please check out my blog: sammysuzuhara.blogspot.com

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Mon Nov 02, 2009 3:49 pm

rlw92 says... · Mon Nov 02, 2009 3:49 pm

Right I would just like to say I did really enjoy this. You told it really well.
I enjoyed the part where she is talking to kids from her bedroom window, I found it quite sad yet eery at the same time and the part where she stabs the girl is quite graphic and horrifying, I liked it

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Although the fact that you left it open ended peeved me off to be honest; I would like to see you follow up on this story because you and the piece itself. Show us why the robot was made? Why it was put with a family? What happens to it now that it has murdered?
PM me when you do

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Mon Nov 02, 2009 7:08 pm

Young gun says... · Mon Nov 02, 2009 7:08 pm

This story reminds me of one with a similar line,except that it was a poem.

The kid was around the same age.She too was forbidden to leave the house because she had some sort of sunlight allergy.

About the story...I liked the concept of the Human robot child.Not exactly a very scary story though.

Too bad we don't live to experinece death

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Suzuhara

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Tue Nov 03, 2009 6:15 am

Suzuhara says... · Tue Nov 03, 2009 6:15 am

Hey Rlw92! Thanks for reading. I'm glad you like it. I'll be sure to tell you when I update this. :wink:

Thanks for reading Young Gun!! Too bad it's not scary. That's something else I'm itching to fix. :smt005

With tears in my eyes and blood in my hands, I pull through and conquer my fears. ~Zackaria Kato

Please check out my blog: sammysuzuhara.blogspot.com

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Sat Nov 07, 2009 2:13 pm

Stealth_Slicer says... · Sat Nov 07, 2009 2:13 pm

Hmm very dark but I am used to things like that and can usually spot stuff coming so wasn’t really scared by what happened. This reminds me of the old TV program Stargate SG1 was that were you got inspiration because they are very similar? I think you could have described the interior of the house and statue more however.

All the best.

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Suzuhara

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Sat Nov 07, 2009 10:33 pm

Suzuhara says... · Sat Nov 07, 2009 10:33 pm

Thanks for reading! Nope, I don't watch stargate. I wrote this in the middle of writing a paper. Took me ten minutes to write, which is why it needs some work.

With tears in my eyes and blood in my hands, I pull through and conquer my fears. ~Zackaria Kato

Please check out my blog: sammysuzuhara.blogspot.com

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