Daily Flash Fiction Entries

A Day in the Life

A spider carves a path down my bedroom wall.

I watch in fascination, knowing I ought to get rid of it, but the motivation is simply not there today.

On television, war games continue in earnest.

Some place being bombed, while their leaders laugh as they flaunt another feather in their proverbial hats.

I wonder if we ought to send them into the war zone. Maybe if they get a taste of how gruesome the entire affair is, they won’t be so quick to send young men and women to their early deaths.

Cowards speak the loudest.

I roll to my side and ignore the images but grab onto my device to seek even more.

A finger swipes down routinely, ogling at updates that paint scenarios of the same tiring stories being repeated ad nauseum.

Only these tales seem trivial; pointless.

Some celebrity is in a feud with another celebrity. Oh look! My favourite football team finally won a match this season. Doubt they’ll be winning anymore though. The players suck. The coach even worse.

I latch onto something nice; a momma cat carrying her kittens across a beautiful garden. She drops one, by accident, and scampers to pick it up.

She’s got three of the little darlings.

I wonder if I ought to get a cat, for myself, though my landlord will probably frown in disapproval.

He can be such a grouch.

I lower the device and, absently, listen to the sounds of a journalist reporting from the war zone where the battle might be going on for a while.

With a sigh of weary resignation, I watch the spider carve its way down my wall with fine silk thread forming its new home.

I really should do something about it, but the motivation is simply not there today.






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Word Count: 300
Prompt: Write a story that includes the words: spider, feather, paint
Written For: "Daily Flash Fiction Challenge"