Short Stories

Short (Monologue)

An extremely short thing I wrote a while ago :) Not hugely edited but when I found it sitting on my iPod it actually creeped me out - a little.

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We live in darkness, you live in light.

We hide in the shadows. You are not hard to find, flaunting your "power" and so-called ability.

You talk about us like we are vermin, nothing good for the world, you say that the only good thing that can happen involving us is if we die.

We laugh at you. We laugh at all of your race, thinking you are so great. So "immeasurably" strong. We laugh at your vanity, thinking you are the greatest, helping the world. You? Help the world? You wish!

With your little automobiles, your airplanes, and your cruel and heartless decimation of other species, the only thing you are going to do is make enemies.

So what if sharks have large teeth? You have disastrous weaponry, as we have found through undesirable circumstances.

So what if spiders are gross? You build your houses wherever you come across "unclaimed land"!

Who cares if all pigs can do is oink in protest? I don't think you'd like to be killed for a breakfast snack!

So we have decided to fight back. You do not understand us, you never will. But for thousands of years you have declared war on us, and we have never fought back. We are in hiding, right now. Hiding from your weapons, steamrollers, that cement you pour over homes and lives.

We live in darkness, you live in light.

But we are among you. We are working together.

We are one.

And we are going to fight back.

My tail swishes slightly as I pause my movement. In front of me is a small wooden board, with a piece of metal on it. From experience I know its purpose, and I don't like it. I chuckle internally and scamper around it.

You think you're stopping us.

But soon you will be in a trap of your own.