Genre: Horror
Word count: 100
Lunchtime
Every day, one student in Grade 6 was chosen to help the school concierge prepare the lunch tables. It was a great system, perfect for such a small school. A wall of tables in the gym were rolled up Murphy-Bed-style, saving loads of space.
Each child looked forward to being chosen because he/she got to cut class early! First day of school Bobby’s turn. He was itching for Mr. Campbell to come and fetch him.
Bobby pulled and tugged down the first one and let out a blood-curdling scream. There, squished against the wall was Suzie, missing since last June.
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I did not see that coming! I love these 100 snippets of stories. Do you think you’ll expand any of them at some point?
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Well the rules here are for a max of 100 words. I never even thought of going any further! Maybe I’ll join the Sunday 200-word photo prompt!
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Thank you for mentioning the 200-word challenge. I’ve just googled and subscribed – Another exciting way to put off housework 😉
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I haven’t yet…but may just have to!
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Oh my, I did not see that one coming either. I like the suggestion of expanding them at some point 🙂
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Hmmm…will have to think about it!
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Comedy or horror…it can really go either way. Nice job. Take care.
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Not ao funny if you’re Suzie or her parents!
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Could be a dark comedy like Weekend At Bernie’s
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Of course!
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Yikes, we’ve got rolling shelves like these in the library where I work, I wonder who’s lurking behind them 🙂
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Maybe you should go have a look-see!
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I like these 100 worders, Dale… it’s fun trying to get a whole story into the limited space available. And the twist! You certainly sent this tale off into a different direction!
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Thanks, Tom. They are indeed fun and challenging!
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Reese oh no, the horror! Nice one, great twist
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Thanks Solo! 😀
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I love this – creepy to think how many times they’d walked past her! Nicely done – good piece!
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Tha k you, SarCou! Must’ve had a hum too!!
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Oh yuk – this was one of those stories I knew wouldn’t end well but I couldn’t stop reading! Sort of like driving by that accident and you know you shouldn’t look but … Double yuk 😀
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Ha ha! So sorry Sammy…
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*wink* well done 😊
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😉
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Dear Dale,
I see months to years of therapy in Bobby’s future. Creepy and well done.
Shalom
Rochelle
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I rhink you may be right!
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Yippee for me as I had the feeling something was behind those tables. Then again, will the WP gnomes let me post this.
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You were correct…though what was behind was not what was expected!
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I remember those roll up bleachers in our gym. Never found a Suzie though.
DJ
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I would prefer not to!!
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AAAhhhhh, Dale. That was terrible (wonderful, but terrible!)
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I hear you… I was considering getting particularly gory but, let’s face it, we can only use 100 words!
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Oh no! Had she been there since June and they’d somehow missed her in pulling the tables down every day??
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Last day of school she went missing, I’m thinking..
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I thought this was funny too.
If you use the word ‘squished’, you have to expect some chortles.
Bobby deserves it, he is a nose-picker.
And don’t even start me on that Suzie.
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Ha ha! Okay, you and George have a point!
I shall take this under advisement!
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This was NOT funny at all.
It was scary.
AnElephant is looking for a place to hide.
He thinks about under the table but …
Poor Bobby and poor poor Suzie.
Okay, she was a whinging wee clype, but still.
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For a moment there, I thought you and that Ayr fellow had switched places…
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Grim. That turned the tables on his happiness. Well imagined (I hope).
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Oh! I merited a pun!
Thanks, Patrick. I definitely imagined it!
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You’d think someone would have noticed the smell!
Good piece.
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That’s a part I would have mentioned with more words…
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I am thinking no lunch was served that day 😦
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I’m thinking school was let out early – after interrogations
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Hey, I was just starting to smile at the sweetness of your story! I’m guessing after his discovery lunch duty will become even more popular (kids being kids and all) 🙂
Great story!
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You definitely have a point there!
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I admit, I had a great laugh here, reading the story (squeaking at the twist) and chortling along reading the comments. I’m a bad person, laughing about the gruesome death of that innocent child, I know. But I love this. 😀
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Welcome to the club, Gah! Sometimes the comments are more fun!
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Now thre’s a horror story and a half…!! Well done.
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Thanks, Sandra!
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Ouch.. I wonder what they served for lunch if it managed to mask the smell of poor Suzy…
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Don’t know that lunch got served that day…
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*chuckles. A little grizzly. HA!
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Just a tad!
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I am so glad you are doing this. You are shining.
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How sweet of you to say!
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Oh, dear! Horror is right! You paint a grisly scene here, Dale. I don’t think anyone will want to be chosen now. Well done.
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Thanks, Amy…I dunno…kids have a sense of the macabre…they might hope to find more gruesome !
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Probably so!
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😄
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So that’s where I left my Suzie Q! I told yard duty that someone must have stole my cupcake. Obviously, it slipped off the table and back into the wall space. Its okay, you can use it for Friday Fictioneers, but can I have it back for my lunch?
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I dunno…it’s in pretty dire straits!
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The expiration? Noooo…. not that!
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Some kids will go to any length to avoid eating school lunches. Susie sounds a bit anorexic. Thankfully, Friday is now pizza day. It used to always be reserved for fish when I was a kid.
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This is a tad extreme!
Fish on Fridays – yes, I remember those days!
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“lol” Didn’t see it coming & I laughed. All good horror makes me laugh. When Linda Blair’s head spun around in the Exorcist, I thought I would die laughing!
Well done!
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Thanks, Resa!!
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Didn’t realize I know so few of your commenters.
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Guess you’ll just have to visit more ofren! 😉
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Great story! Poor Suzie!!
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Indeed!
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Wow, that’s a dark story about little kids! Did anybody do a background check on Mr. Campbell?
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There’s a thought! You are the first to think of it!
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Yikes. That’s one way to reduce class sizes.
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May be a tad drastic…
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So did he ask for seconds?
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Ha ha! Methinks not!
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Oh, scary stuff! I never liked our lunch lady, good thing I didn’t end up like poor Suzie.
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Maybe you had reason to dislike
Her!
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Eeeekkk … I didn’t expect that. Poor Bobby … probably sorry he wanted this special task. haha Good write, Dale.
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Thanks, Isadora!
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OH… ew! Poor Suzie!! I’m sure little Bobby will never be the same!! Nice take on the prompt Dale! 🙂
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Indeed!
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