Jeremy Bottle

Jeremy realized he was trapped when he tried to leave his house and he walked right into an invisible force field. Thunk!

“Ow,” he said. Thunk, Thunk, Thunk. He rapped his knuckles against the clear substance that impeded him from getting the morning paper. He remembered the sound from a million empty bottles of beer clanging back into their cases.

“It’s glass.”

He ran full speed into the invisible cage hoping to break it with his weight. Ka-Thunk.
Nothing.

After, he went back inside and went to sleep.

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One comment on “Jeremy Bottle

  1. jamelah says:

    Hi. Your posts are almost koan-like wonderful. I’ll have to check back here…

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