Flash Fiction

Karime Balderas - Ortega

November 22nd, 2013

Core One

Flash Fiction Story

It all started when it appeared. What or who is it you may ask. Let’s start from the beginning. . . I was 17. Waiting to get my car and go to the theaters that night. There was something wrong and it was too annoying. I couldn’t put my finger on it quite yet, so I checked my make up and looked at the clock. 3:45pm it read, where was my dad with my car? As if the odds were totally in my desire he appeared. I went outside to meet him.
“ Is this it?” I said not bothering to greet him properly.
“ Yes lady. Happy?” My dad answered dangling the keys in front of me.
“ Thank You. Bye.” I got in the car, turned the radio on, put my seatbelt on and went to pick up Izzy.

It was 4:56pm by the time I got to her house. She was sitting on the stairs crying, holding something blue in her hand. I closed my eyes and leaned my head on the steering wheel. What could be wrong with her now, I was just talking to her yesterday. I opened my eyes and she was knocking on my window smiling as if she hadn’t been crying. I unlocked the door and she came in, just her phone in her hand, and mascara smearless. Maybe I was just imagining it, but how could I? Izzy’s voice took me out of my thoughts.
“ Nice car lady.” She said in her normal sweet voice.
“ Thanks gurl. Mall right?” I tried my best not to sound out of the ordinary. She must’ve bought it because she answered by nodding her head. I turned up the radio and started driving.

5:34pm I saw the blue thing again. We were at a stop light and it appeared on a tree out of no where. An eagle fell, screamed and everyone stopped to stare, hoping the birds fate wouldn’t be as bad. To everyone’s dismay he hit the ground with a thud and died. I closed my eyes, trying to erase the image for my mind. A second later I opened my eyes to a honk. I looked up and the light had turned green. Looking over to Izzy she stared at me as if I was growing an extra eye. I advanced and glanced at the clock, 5:32pm it read. I was too shocked to really care about Izzy.

20 Minutes later we arrived at the mall, 5:57pm to be exact. We went around shopping and having small talk about cute clothing. In one store there was the little blue thing again, I dragged Izzy in and screamed. Everywhere there was blood, painful cries, and gruesome images. Thousands of lifeless eye stared at me, watched me run out screaming. I flew into the bathroom and checked the time, 6:15pm. I then closed my eyes and breathed.

By this time you probably think that “ It “ is the blue thing. Actually, “it” is the thing next to the blue thing, a shiny eye. It caused me to have horrid visions I can’t forget. I’m now 32 and deeply scared of shiny objects, especially eyes.