“Um, uh, what?” I started to studder.
His cheeks started to get red. “Like I said you don’t have to come…..”
“It’s not that I don’t want to…” I started to make stuff up from the top of my head. “I’m, uh, clausetraphobic! Yea, that’s it! I’m afraid the’ll all attack me at once and close me in. It’ll be really gross if I throw up on all of them.”
I thought I was brillant until it all went down the drain.
“Really? You never told me that. I’ll keep them away from you. Plus I’ve never seen get sick around people.”
Luckily, I found out that I can gag if I eat some McDonald’s food.
“Ok, I’ll come.”
I don’t know how I’m going to pull this off.
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How I Became Claustrophobic in 3 Minutes
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How I Became Claustrophobic in 3 Minutes
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How I Became Claustrophobic in 3 Minutes
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How I Became Claustrophobic in 3 Minutes
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