Word count: 1,898
Rating: K+ (for mild elements of gore)
Genre: Horror/Suspense Fiction
Background: I had three random images: A cracked egg, a T-Rex, and a ticket-stub. I made a story out of them. A small homage to my partner, who used to dream of T-Rex's chasing him when he was little.
Link to the Short Story - The Zoo (you can also read and review this story, as well as others, on my FictionPress )
The Zoo
Today was the day. Oh yes, it was going to be a day!
Simon was going to see the tigers!
His mother had been planning this trip to the zoo for the past week now, and Simon’s excitement had been building and building and now, on this day, the day, he could hardly contain himself.
Simon leaped from his bed, thinking he’d save his mother some time by dressing himself today. Then he bounded his way downstairs (making as much noise on the hardwood as possible) to the breakfast table. He hoisted himself onto a chair, and sat, bouncing up and down.
“When is it going to be time to leave?”
Mom glanced at him from her position near the stove where Simon could smell eggs cooking. “You in a rush?”
Simon rolled his eyes. He wanted to say, “Duh!” but he couldn’t say that to his mother. Instead he said, “I’m just really excited.”
