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Prompt Sixty-Four-Invading Flies
Start your story with a character reading the newspaper. The headline is, "Giant Flies Invade America!" Freewrite. Ready, set, go!
I sat down at my kitchen table, cup of Joe in one hand, newspaper in the other. I had a long day ahead, traveling through New York City for five sales visits. I wore my hiking boots, a pair of flats in my briefcase, to save my feet from blistering. I took a sip of coffee and read the paper. "Giant Flies Invade America!" I spit my coffee onto the paper as I stared at the haunting image of a woman being eaten by what looked like a killer fly.
What the hell?
I jumped up from the wooden chair and ran to my window sill. The whimsy curtains hung, swaying in the wind, but I flung them aside and stared out onto the street. It looked normal. There was no mass chaos, people screaming in the streets or crying on their knees. I must be losing it. I went back to my kitchen, saw that I was already seven minutes late.
I grabbed my to-go mug, briefcase, and a chocolate chip muffin and ran down the steps and out my front door. The chill in the air made goosebumps prickle along my spine. I pulled my rain jacket around my shoulders, and drew down my sunglasses. The thick air suggested rain, but the sun was out in full force. I couldn't tell what was going on with the bizarre weather.
I turned the corner down Broadway towards my first appointment when all of a sudden something whipped in front of my face. I jumped back, my mug falling to the ground and clattering. "Sorry!" a man on a bike said as he waved his mittened hand.
"Jackass," I muttered to myself as my heart raced in my chest. I reached down and picked up my now empty mug, the coffee completely spilled all over the grey sidewalk. I shook my head as I threw the mug away and continued my trek towards the tall building.
A strange buzzing sound whizzed. I frowned as I tried to make out what it could be. I yawned, trying to pop my ears, thinking that it was me. But then I saw it. I widened my eyes, unbelieving what was before me. The large insect trudged down Broadway coming towards me.
Instead of having small little legs that could easily be crumpled, this one's were at least two stories high and as thick as a station wagon. It's eyes were the size of a swimming pool each, black and beady with little circles in the middle. I covered my mouth with my hand as I took a step back.
It continued moving, it's translucent wings flapping like a hummingbird. A large gust of wind slapped me and I stumbled backwards at its force. Holy shit. The newspaper wasn't lying. Oh my god. I turned and ran as fast as my legs would take me. The entire sidewalk erupted in mass hysteria. People screamed, crying as they dropped their belongings and tried to put as much space between them and the fly.
"What's going on?" I asked someone who kept pace beside me.
"They're talking over. Controlled by some extremest group."
"How are they controlling the flies?" I asked between breaths.
"Look!" The man glanced over his shoulder, pointing to the insect behind us. It was closer now, right on our heels. I looked up at where the man was pointing and saw the human on the fly's back, holding what looked like reins.
© Taylor Lavati 2017
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