First of the Month Fiction - July

We are now in the second half of the year - well, we would be if I wasn't jumping the gun for the school holidays. WHAT? How is this possible? I am old and the years are flying by. I better get used to this new rate of time passing...

So for new comers, it's easy, a short story of exactly 100 words or less than 30 words. Add your story to the comments, then link your blog so we can see your work in unrestricted glory. If you don't have a blog, just give it a go anyway...

First of the Month fiction came about from a competition I entered - and failed to win. You were only allowed to enter once, but I had so much fun doing it, I kept doing them. So this is the original, and where it all began:

I'd been trapped in the box for a long time now. Too long. It was looking less and less likely that I'd ever be found again. I could hear muffled voices, a constant tapping and the occasional evil laugh. I tried to scream but no sound came.

The weight on my chest was increasing with panic. I'd soon just be an occasional memory for people who never knew what had actually happened to me. I was terrified.

I turned to Barbie and whispered "This is it, Kiddo. They've outgrown us. I knew that Xbox was going to be big trouble."

Until next time...Linking up With Some Grace for FYBF

Enjoy the silence over the next 2 weeks, and see you on the flipside. Borrowing from the Nuffnang Facebook Page.