Microfiction: Sanity Lost

Help me, doc.

These images keep flashing in my head. Mountains, trees, apples and tiny people inside these apples. I see teddy bears being hung from trees, and then all of these things get swallowed by one of the little people who is not so little any more. I don’t know what’s going on anymore. Doc, you have got to help me. I am losing my sanity.

Sure, Mr. Gulliver. Let’s talk about little people…


Word Count: 75

Prompt:

Kira’s Sunday Scribbles, 10th March 2019

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