I came back from opening a path in the front lawn. Last night there was a heavy snowstorm, and the withe cover blocked the entrance of the house.

Despite the exercise shoveling the snow, I was cold and trembling because it was freezing outside. So I decided to take a hot bath.

I prepared the bathtub with gel and aromatic salts and plunged into the nice hot foamy water. It was nice and comfortable, and I began to felt sleepy.

Suddenly, I woke up. I felt very strange.

My body was rigid, and I Couldn’t move an inch. I saw that everything had changed; the bubbles on the bathtub were marshmallows; The window, made of sugar, was smaller and frozen. The wall was a plaque of gingerbread.

I was a gingerbread man!

Oh no! If things didn’t get back to normal, I was going to be a dessert.

I heard voices

-Oh! how cute! Look at this house.

-I like the bathroom

An enormous hand picked me me from the bathtub. It hurt a lot. Then, big fingers squeezed my chest, and my head disappeared into a black cave full of ivory cutting bones.

-Noooo! I’m real! I’m not a gingerbread man! I’m alive

The cave closed his mouth just around my neck.

I felt an immense pain.

I didn’t bleed.


The end.

FFFC: 97

Author: Olga Brajnović

Journalist and writer. I've worked for 26 years in a newspaper in Spain. I worked for two years as a stringer and correspondent in the US and went as a special envoy to other places like the Balkans. Author of a biography. Sea lover. Avid reader. Classic Music enthusiast.

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