The Land Of Upside Down

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

A Wonderland flash fiction.

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The Land Of Upside Down

 

I take a tumble and it is a long way down. A very, very long way and I think I must have bumped my head when I landed.

Eyes shut tight, I lift one hand up to rub the sore spot, and then the other hand. I cannot put off opening my eyes any longer but when I see, I quickly shut them again. Placing my head in an upside down position, I look again. Slightly better, but not by much, and the blood begs me feel quite faint.

I seem to have landed in a very strange place... an upside down sort of place. I’m on a street and there are people going about their daily lives, but they are doing so in a very topsy turvy kind of way. Instead of walking along on their own two feet, they walk along on their own two hands instead.

What am I to do? I never mastered the art of doing handstands, let alone balancing that way while I move one hand in front of the other. I guess the people here haven’t noticed me yet, or maybe they used to having strangers land in a heap on their street.

Someone’s clearly in a hurry, for there is a figure barrelling towards me in a rapid and continuous revolution of cartwheels. I only just manage to shuffle out of the way in time. Perhaps, if I got to my feet and run alongside I could ask where I am... of course? I can’t quite bring myself to address a pair of ankles, covered in a colorful pair of socks.

Getting to my feet I run along. The person is moving at such a rapid rate that I am quite out of breath by the time I catch up, not to mention uncomfortable from all the pairs of feet that I have passed along the way.

Excuse... me!” I manage to gasp out, then pause to let the head reappear again. “Could you... please tell me... where I am?”

Seihtapitna,” the man says. For it is a man that is doing cartwheels, and even more surprising is that he is wearing spectacles. How on earth does he manage that?

I’m sorry... Could you... repeat that?” I ask, feeling like a bit of a fool.

Seihtapitna,” he says again, before coming to a standstill in front of a building and then disappearing inside.

What a strange building it is too. The door is roughly in the same position as I am used to, but the windows are at ground level. Silly me! They would have to be if everyone remained that way, the wrong way, up.

Even though I know that you are supposed to walk on your feet, I am so outnumbered that I feel all... wrong. There is a bench nearby, and there are a couple of ladies sitting on it, although sitting on it in a very funny way. Their bottoms are on the seat, their heads are on the ground, and two pairs of feet are sticking up in the air, neatly crossed at the ankles.

I’m going to have to try and fit in while I attempt to make some sense of the answer the cartwheeling man had provided. As I shuffle myself towards a building, and slowly let my feet walk up the wall, I feel a little bit more like I belong. Unfortunately, my head is not made for this upside down position, but it does give me an idea. If the people here walk upside down, perhaps they talk backwards too.

I am so busy trying to rearrange the letters that I do not see the man come out of the building again and, as he starts to cartwheel, he catches me with his foot and sends me flying until I end up going a bit more down again.

 


Submitted: January 25, 2021

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Mike S.

Excellent tale of downer woe, Hull

Mon, January 25th, 2021 8:25pm

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The bit about not being able to even do handstands is true, much to my school PT instructor's disgust.
Thanks for reading.

Fri, January 29th, 2021 4:32am

Joe Stuart

I read this story standing on my head, Hully. I had difficulty with that until I realised that, where I live on the underside of the world, I am already upside down.

Mon, January 25th, 2021 9:31pm

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Ha! Yes. You recognized the idea from Alice's adventures. Thanks so much for reading, Joe.

Fri, January 29th, 2021 4:30am

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