As Good As Dead


 

This week’s Free Write Friday prompt from Kellie Elmore …

You find yourself in the lower level of an old ship. A calendar on the wall says 1682. There is a small window, and the view is nothing but open sea and a setting sun. There is a staircase and you can see daylight at the top…

 

Seems to me I’ve been lodged down here a long time.

I don’t care to look through windows. The sea means nothing to me.

And the setting sun? I’ve endured two summers below deck. I labour where it is always dark. When have I seen the sun set? What is a setting sun?

The light at the top of the stairs blinds, so I don’t look up. I am not permitted up the stairs anyway, so why bother torturing myself?

And the calendar? My lot don’t read.

I am used to the dark places now; used to dwelling in the shadows. Used to the filth. Used to scavenging. So, I don’t want to be seen. I don’t want the people upstairs to find me. I just want to be left alone among my kind. And, frankly, those others don’t bother me as long as I stay out of sight.

On the off chance the other lot see me by mistake I will make a desperate attempt at escape. If cornered I will fight back but am, as likely, as good as dead.

For some reason the people upstairs just don’t like rats.

~*~

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy

©Dorothy Chiotti … Aimwell CreativeWorks 2014

 

9 thoughts on “As Good As Dead

  1. Ho……Niiiiiiice! Like everyone I liked – nay loved – the denoument. My eyes kept trying to peep at the end but I was a good Editor and read it without cheating – and enjoyed it the better for it! *Applause!*

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