‘Wicked’: a 100-word story

A 100-word story by MW Bewick

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WICKED

The man in the costume hire shop frowned at her.
It’s got to be the right one, she said.
But witches are all similar.
It’s important.
I’m sorry. I can’t guarantee it.

*       *       *

There were thousands of people along the road.
Have a can, said Matty.
We shouldn’t.
Yeah we can. It’s a special occasion.
You serious?
I’m dressed as a lion; how can I be serious?

Riot shields, guns, armoured cars and horses. If it wasn’t the Wicked Witch Of the West then there was no point dressing up. A man punched the sky. She felt like she might cry.

Author: MW Bewick

Writer of poetry and place; editor and journalist. Co-founder of Dunlin Press. 'Scarecrow', a debut collection of poetry is available now from http://dunlinpress.bigcartel.com

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