When I Returned

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

A day at the park is always exciting.  The roar of the rides, the screams of the crowds.  Music fills the air, yeah, hokey reproductions from another era, but everyone loves it.  At least at the park.

But today the park is empty.  There are no lines to stand in.  No smell of popcorn and hotdogs. 

A man sits at a solitary picnic table in a place that should have been crowded with tables and packed with people.

“Where is everyone?” I ask.

“Where have you been the last six months, in a cave?”

I smile.  He wouldn’t believe me.

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Word count = 100

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52 thoughts on “When I Returned

    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Alien abduction – that’s one possibility ;) If that was it, then, you are right, no popcorn in the alien world, which is why he went to the amusement park first thing – to get some.

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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Back during the time that I actually worked in an office, I always hated it when coworkers made popcorn – if you are going to do it, you have to share, it’s a rule! But then, the amusement park experience is almost as much the smells as the sounds and the action. Thanks.

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