No Such Thing As Monsters

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Word length: 600 – 700

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“Mommy, there’s a monster in my room.”

Jane’s mother sighed. “There’s no such thing as monsters, Jane. It’s just your imagination. Now close your eyes and go to sleep.”

Jane clutched her teddy bear tightly to her chest, her knuckles turning white at the pressure she was exerting. She watched as her mom reached the door and tried to turn out the light.

“No!”

Her mother looked at her, exasperated, but decided to oblige. She shut the door and made for her room, her footfalls fading away. Jane sat on the bed trembling. “There’s no such thing as monsters.”

Scratch … Scratch … Scratch …

It sounded like nails scraping a wooden surface. Jane’s heart hammered against her rib cage. “There’s no such thing as monsters”, she repeated over and over like a mantra.

Clickity clack … Clickity clack

The nails beat a steady rhythm on the floor. Closing her eyes, Jane retreated to the edge of her bed, where it met the wall. Squeezing into the corner with her teddy, she continued reciting her mantra. She wouldn’t open her eyes. Perhaps if she didn’t, the monster would fade away. What you can’t see can’t hurt you, she thought.

She felt the bed dip as if someone had climbed up beside her and she squeezed her eyes so tightly it hurt. Something brushed her face light as a feather. She swallowed, her heart threatened to break free of the prison that was her chest. Then something dug into her flesh, tearing into her forehead and pulling down to her cheek.
Pain flared out on her face, wet from what she was sure was her blood. No! This was real! Her eyes flew open and she screamed!

Her mother jerked awake at the shrill scream from her daughter’s room. It stopped just as suddenly as it came.
It was either Jane’s over active imagination was at an all-time high or the girl just wanted to sleep in her mother’s room and was pulling this stunt to achieve it. Jane was almost ten and she had to stop behaving like a baby. Her mother threw off the bed covers and got out of bed. This time, she thought, I’m seizing that teddy bear and turning the lights out too.

Her resolve made, she opened Jane’s bedroom door, and stopped. Jane wasn’t in bed. Her mother’s eyes swept across the entire room. Where was that mischievous daughter of hers? She made for the bathroom.

There Jane stood in the dark, her back to the door with her teddy bear hanging limply in one hand.

“JANE!”

No response.

“Jane, I don’t know what you’re up to but you are not sleeping in my bed tonight. Now get back to bed and turn out the lights.”

Nothing.

Angry now, Jane’s mother stalked into the bathroom, took her daughter by the shoulders and spun her around.
She stumbled back in shock, something was terribly wrong with Jane’s eyes.

“Jane?”

“Mommy,” Jane whispered. Her tiny mouth moved but it was not her voice. “Mommy, I’m scared. The monster.”

Jane stretched her hands out for a hug, letting her teddy slip to the floor. Shaking herself, her mother wondered when she too started having an over active imagination. Defeated, she bent with an over-laboured sigh and pulled her child into her arms. “Okay. You can sleep in mommy’s bed. Just for tonight.”

“Hold me mommy.”

“Awww baby. It’s okay!” She hugged her daughter again and started to lift her. “You’re such a scaredy cat. There’s no such thing as Mons – ”

Jane bit into her neck, tearing and ripping her apart with a strength that had no business in a ten-year old.

Moments later. “Mommy?”

Her mother or what was left of her lay on the bathroom floor, in a pool of crimson red. Jane scooted away from the body, blood all over her. She hugged her knees to her chest, rocking her small body and repeating over and over …

“I told you there was a monster.”

“I told you there was a monster.”

 

By Jennifer Obinna

 

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24 replies added

  1. Anyi April 27, 2016 Reply

    Geez…. And the monster had to be the kid. Scary. Goes without saying that parents need to pay serious attention to children, even their seemingly meaningless babbles.

  2. Fifi April 27, 2016 Reply

    As a kid, I hated it when older people refused to believe what I said cos I was ‘just a kid’

    • Jennifer April 28, 2016 Reply

      Lol…
      That happened all the time.

  3. Hannu April 27, 2016 Reply

    I’ve always said it. Children are the worst.

  4. amazing April 27, 2016 Reply

    Lol…nice one….doesn’t mean I belif in monsters tho.

  5. Yemie April 28, 2016 Reply

    Am totally weirded out by this freaky yet intriguing tale! Tragic how Mommy Dearest found that Jane wasn’t crying wolf afterall…there INDEED was a wolf, lying in wait and just waiting to pounce and tear them both apart! An horror movie come to life! LMAO!

    This grabs…absolutely! Thanks for sharing guys! LOL

  6. Oros April 28, 2016 Reply

    OhKaaaaaaaaaay! *blinks*

    • Jennifer April 28, 2016 Reply

      Are you sure you want to blink?
      A lot can happen in the time it takes to blink!

  7. MamaIce April 28, 2016 Reply

    Hmmmmm! I been think say na play play thing ooo!!!

    • Jennifer April 28, 2016 Reply

      Hehehehe…
      Me sef fear for the matter too.

  8. jumbo ibigoni April 28, 2016 Reply

    Really nice. I enjoyed every bit of it, especially the part where she ate mommy. Lol. Well done…

  9. williams May 2, 2016 Reply

    Very captivating! The writer knows exactly how to sew words together to achieve the impression she wants on the reader’s mind. While reading it, the characters were so much alive in my imagination, and i consoled by the facts that it was daytime, and I was in the middle of a busy street! Brilliant!

    • Jennifer May 8, 2016 Reply

      Hahahahahaha!!!
      Thank you so much for reading.

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