Wake Up, Mommy!

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: The Imaginarium


A small child is unable to understand what has happened.

Submitted: December 20, 2017

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Submitted: December 20, 2017

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Wake Up, Mommy.

Mommy, why are you sleeping on the sofa. And in your clothes too. You always tell me to get changed into my pyjamas before I go to bed. I bet you didn’t clean your teeth either. Naughty girl! That’s what you’d say to me.

Mommy, I’m hungry. You’ve been asleep for hours and Timmy is hungry too. He won’t stop crying. I went to the fridge and got his last bottle but he didn’t really want it. I think he wants you to give it to him.

It’s getting dark now, Mommy. I tried to pull the drapes across like you do at night, but I can’t reach to do it properly, not even if I stand on a chair. You’ve been asleep a long, long time now. Timmy is very quiet. I think he is cold so I covered him in another blanket.

It’s Christmas Day today, Mommy. But Santa hasn’t left me any presents under the tree. Perhaps he wanted to make more of a game of it and has hidden them somewhere for me to find. I’m going to look and see if I can find anything left to eat and then I’m going to play ‘Find the present’ with Santa. I really wish you would hurry and wake up.

I can’t find the presents anywhere downstairs, Mommy. Have I been a bad girl and Santa has not given me anything? You always called me a good girl. Timmy woke up for a while but kept crying. He did not want his bottle and just went back to sleep again. He looks kind of floppy, like you. Anyway, Mommy, I just want to tell you I am going upstairs to see if Santa has left anything there. I won’t be long.

Silly Santa! He left the presents in your wardrobe, Mommy. I found a whole box of sweets and I ate them all up, I was so hungry. I’m sorry, I know you think that was bad. I played with my toys for a little while and then I tidied the rubbish, just like you’d want me to, and I put it in the bin. I gave Timmy his new toy but he did not seem to want it. Please wake up, Mommy. There are people outside and I don’t like it.

The telephone keeps ringing and ringing. I don’t know how to answer it. Everytime I pick it up it buzzes at me. Someone wants to talk to you, Mommy. You have to wake up. I’ve brought some of your perfume downstairs. I’m going to spray you with it ‘cause you smell bad, Mommy. So does Timmy but I don’t know if babies can have perfume sprayed on them. I’m so hungry, Mommy. If I could open the door I’d go and see Mrs Devers. She’d give me some biscuits or something.

Mommy, wake up! You’ve got to. You’ve been asleep for days and days and now Timmy won’t wake up I’m all on my own. There’s lots of people outside and they keep banging on the door and shouting and I’m frightened. MOMMY, WAKE UP! The door is falling in and there is lots of strangers. But I can see Mrs Devers. I’m going to her and I’m going to tell her what a bad Mommy you have been.


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