He was the third child.  The third of eight… there used to be a ninth but no one ever wanted to talk about that anymore.  He was like his brothers and sisters in many ways, but he was unique in one very special way.  There was a host of living organisms that had taken up residence on him while his siblings remained pest free.

His brothers and sisters nagged him, made fun of him, chided him on cleanliness and called him many names: dirty, different, abhorrent, weirdo, gross, freak.

He bore their verbal abuse without comment.  There was nothing he could do about the living things growing ever more pervasive across his body.  He had tried to kill them off early, it’s true, but they had proved very adaptable.  Eventually he had given up and let them flourish.

Besides, he knew something his brothers and sisters didn’t know.  His infection had gone through its incubation period and was getting ready to spread.  He was contagious and his nearest brother would soon be overrun with the swarming organism too.  Sure, “soon” is a relative word when planets measured millennium the way others might measure a day, but Earth knew it was only a matter of time until Mars was crawling with humans too.

Jokes on them.  That will teach them for calling me a freak all these years.


Word Count: 227

My response to this week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge:

FREAK (noun)
  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
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  • The word itself needs to be included in your response.
  • You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
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32 thoughts on “contagious

    • Thank you, and thank you, and thank you, and thank you, and thank you! Though, out of all of that, I’m happiest about “fun.” 😉 Glad you liked it.

  1. Good one! The whole time, I’m thinking lice, ticks, fleas- the usual pests. Hilarious that humans turned out to be the best. Adaptable we are 🙂 (I’m still sad about the loss of the ninth!)

    • Shh! We are supposed to talk about that! 😉 It’s going to be fun when my sun is learning about the planets and I’ll get to tell him all about the planet-that-used-to-be. Glad you enjoyed my bit of silliness!

    • “aren’t, aren’t, aren’t”
      I swear that’s what I typed. I think WordPress just likes to mess with me to make sure I’m paying attention before I click on the “Reply” button.

  2. I *loved* this! It started off feeling a little sad and wistful (“there used to be a ninth but no one ever wanted to talk about that anymore”), and somewhere around the third paragraph I got a little niggling suspicion about the true nature of the narrator. From there on it was pure fun!

    • Hooray! Glad you had fun reading this bit of silliness. I do wonder what Earth thinks about all those “things” crawling about on it… I mean, the mountains, trees, rivers, lakes, oceans, etc… could just be clothes of sorts, and changed as befit the “seasons” but what of the rest of the organisms running around??!!

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