Friday, October 15, 2021

An original short story: Ditch

This is a super short story I wrote earlier this year. The prompt was "Ditch" and the word count was only 300. Hope you enjoy.

I watch her while I drive, this fierce little girl of mine. Lizzie’s 12 now, and on the cusp of a whole new chapter in her life, but to me she still looks like she did when she was four. She’s my life and there’s nothing I won’t do to keep her safe. Absolutely nothing.

Today begins like any other, with me yelling from the foot of the stairs. “Get a move on, Lizzie! Eggs or pancakes?”

“Neither. I’ll take a yogurt with me.” She comes barreling down the steps and, in response to my raised eyebrows, “Science club team captain meeting before school…remember?”

“Oh yeah. Okay then, here’s your book bag. Let’s go.”

We’re only a few blocks from the school when I notice the van. White. Non-descript.  No reason in the world it should stand out to me. Except that it does. The hairs on the back of my neck rise. It’s staying two car lengths behind me. I slow and it does the same.

“Hey, Dad?”


“Molly’s mom said I can spend the night Friday if it’s okay with you.”

I change lanes and watch the van do the same.

“So, is it?”


“Geez, Dad. Is it okay with you?”

“Uh, maybe. I mean, we’ll see.” I make a quick right turn.

“Hey! Where are we going?” Damn it. The van makes the turn as well and is now gaining on us. I step on the gas, weaving in and out of cars, with the van still on my tail.


“Lizzie, I need you to get down. That’s it, in between the seats. I’m so sorry, Honey. It looks like they found us. Again.”

She obeys without question and I floor it. Our only chance – our only possible chance – is to ditch them.


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