Eau De Teenager’s Bedroom
Ellen pins her resolution to the noticeboard: No more picking up other people’s shit.
‘Mummy swore!’ says her youngest, Lucy.
‘Challenge accepted,’ says her eldest, Danny.
A ripe pungency escapes from Danny’s room.
‘What’s that smell?’ asks Lucy.
‘Smell?’ says Ellen, adjusting the clothes-peg on her nose.
Danny’s room disappears under magazines, washing, junk,
‘What are the candles for, Danny?’
‘Can’t find the light switch,’ says Danny. ‘Or the window.’
‘I give up,’ Ellen adjusts her gas mask. ‘I’m coming in!’
‘Stop!’ Danny points at her feet. ‘Shoes off first. Were you born in a barn?’
Following on from a couple of comments I received, and having a few hours to pass on a train yesterday, I wrote an extended version of this called No More Picking Up Other People’s Shit. Find out about Ellen’s next resolution, Lucy’s secret obsession and Danny’s future ambitions in this 500 word story!
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