This week we are asked to write a 150-word flash fiction beginning:
“It was Christmas morning and all through the house…..”
the dust sat contentedly on the bookshelves, the mites played gleefully in the carpet fibres, the spiders wove new webs in the corners of every room unaware that within a second or two the house would erupt with the raucous sounds of children emerging from bedrooms to see what Santa had brought them in the night.
The dust would suffer a stirring, the mites a good down troddening and the spiders would crawl further into their webs in fear.
The children did emerge, they did make noise, but it was a beautiful noise of joy and celebration, of surprise and excitement and all who observed it couldn’t help but feel warmed by the energy they displayed.
The mother and father in their beds heard all that was happening, smiled, cuddled a little longer knowing it was going to be a great Christmas.