“I thought you got rid of it.” Jana hissed into Kaylie’s ear.
“I did.”
“Obviously not. It’s right there.”
Kaylie peered through the cracked open closet door.
The little man in a scarlet tunic and green hood faced away from them. He paced a few steps then began to glow.
“Maybe it’s over.”
“Come out, come out …” His wispy voice shook the walls. Boxes rained from the shelves forcing the girls through the door in a pile of discarded things. “There you are.”
The little man with unblinking eyes stood over them.
“Ready or not, here I come.”
Word Count: 99
Inspiration: Gnome
For Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction challenge
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Oh gnome! Bad pun!
Creepy! That sounds like the perfect Christmas gift for someone you really don’t like.
It really would be, or an extra creepy Santa Claus would also suffice.
Elf On A Shelf With A Knife?
I mean … Have you seen the things they make those elves do?
I made one do some unsavory things.
Gnomes could add to the holiday havoc easily! Maybe, as mischief controllers, they’d keep those elves upon the shelves in line. Thanks for sharing the Pink Floyd, too!