Microscopic Stories

Babysitter

Babysitter

He is so beautiful.

He is perfect. I have washed him, every part of him. And he is beautiful. They told me to watch him and for three months I have done so. I have cared for his every moment. No one has been more attentive to his needs than me. I am devoted to him.

“Nurse…”

What? He speaks! He is waking. See, the wavering line grows strong. He is surfacing!

“Nurse…”

He is definitely coming out of it. No, they will take him away from me. I must keep him under. Increase his medicine. He is so beautiful.


Word count: 100
For Micro-Fiction Challenge, Week 8
Prompt: Babysitting.