Picture Stories #5 Chard
By: 1000th Ghost
Write a short fic about ten random pictures. Put your iPod photos on shuffle, and write a story to whatever picture comes up. Sounds easy? It should. Except you also have to write the story in the span of 4 minutes.
"Looks more like slime to me."
"Chard" was what they called it.
"Chard" sounded like some distant country in Africa. Some backwards, savage country where children were forced to eat nothing but chard. And slime.
Slimy, slimy chard. Chardy, chardy slime.
Maybe they were trying to poison her. Maybe she'd better just eat it…poisoned to death sounded like a better alternative to being stuck in Ashland, Oregon with no one to be friends with except for…Wybie?
Ew. Wybie. Wybie and chard.
Maybe she could feed the chard to Wybie. Poison him instead.
Chard is slime.
"Well, it's slime or bedtime fusspot – now what's it going to be?"
Eh, she'd take bed any day.
If only she could escape.