Tuesday, September 24, 2019

"The Bench" a short story by Craig Zimmerman

After a long walk through the park, Chris was exhausted and he began looking for a place to sit down. In a small clearing, he found a newly-constructed bench. 

Chris plopped down on the bench and immediately closed his eyes. It felt so good to relax after walking so far. Chris was nearly asleep when he heard someone walk up to him. "You can't sit here" a deep voice said.

Chris opened his eyes to see a policeman standing in front of him. "Why can't I sit here?" he asked the officer. The policeman pointed to a small sign that said: "No sitting on the bench" "That doesn't make any sense" Chris argued. The police officer shrugged "Maybe not, but this bench was donated to the park on the condition that no one was allowed to sit on it."

So are you going to arrest me if I continue to sit here?" Chris asked the officer. The policeman shook his head. "Nope, I can only warn you." Chris smiled and stretched out on the bench. After a few moments, he started to feel strange and tried to get up but found that he couldn't. Something was pulling him down! 

Chris faded away until the seat was empty once more. "I told him not to sit on the bench."  the officer said to himself.




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