“I am weird, aren’t I?” The high school girl put her books in her locker while talking to the boy at the locker next to her. “I mean, sometimes I feel like an alien. I really do.”
When at last she stopped yammering and left he let his antennae come out so he could beam another SOS to the mother ship.
The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.
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