The following is a 90 word story for the Halloweensie writing contest. Hope you enjoy!
Dr. Frankenstein crept into the room, stethoscope in hand. “Good afternoon Mr. Skeleton. How are we feeling today?”
Mr. Skeleton’s teeth chatter. “I’m bone tired doc and I’ve got the chills. And whatever I eat just seems to go right through me! I’ve been very careful and worn my mask, but I still got sick.”
Dr. Frankenstein placed his hand on Mr. Skeleton’s wrist. “No pulse, excellent. Open wide…nothing to see here.”
“Well, Mr. Skeleton, you have nothing to worry about. You can’t get sick, you’re a natural anti body!”