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|Smashing Pumpkins (standard:drama, 679 words)|
|Author: Allen, Kira||Added: Sep 20 2009||Views/Reads: 1825/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Entry to a 24 hour short story contest, evil lurks in a small town.|
Short Story Contest TOPIC Weeks of obsessive tending and gentle turning ensured a blue ribbon for his biggest pumpkin next weekend. His chest puffed with impending pride as he fantasized about the envious stares of the other town folk, especially that pretty, stuck-up woman next door, who always looked through him, not at him. The cold wind started again and he shivered, watching the sky darken too quickly. As bright, painted leaves rained on his crop, he instinctively turned his head toward an infant's cry. At the top of the hill, under the old Maple, his stuck-up neighbor was shielding a bundle from the wind, fumbling with her blouse... ________________________________________________________________ Robert was absolutely positive that his enormous pumpkin would win a blue ribbon at the state fair next weekend. Every gardener in the state would envy him, especially the stuck-up woman next door who always tried to win with her oddly shaped, dirty, normal sized pumpkins that looked more yellow than orange. She always envied Robert's perfect pumpkins; she offered bribes such as fertilizers, special seeds, and mineral infused water, which he always rejected because, seeing her strange pumpkins, he knew none of her gardening supplies worked as she had promised they would. This year, however, she had offered nothing which surprised and worried Robert; what was she up to? He let that out of his head as he tried to focus on the upcoming week, making sure his pumpkin was as close to perfect as possible. He tended it obsessively over the past months and needed to be certain that he would win that drooled-over, glorified blue ribbon. The cool breeze blew Robert's scarf away and after it rose up so high that the only thing that would be able to reach it would be a helicopter, he decided to get another one from his house. As he opened his back door, he saw her. The stuck-up next door neighbor was in his house, holding his 14 month old daughter. She turned around and saw Robert. She ran, with the baby in her arms, towards the basement stairs. She extracted a large knife from her coat pocket and placed it to the baby's neck. “Don't come even an inch closer, or I'll kill her and throw her down the stairs!” yelled the woman. “I will give you your daughter back, but only as soon as you give me something. I want your pumpkin. If you want your precious little girl to live, you'll go get the pumpkin right now.” Robert, of course, wanted his daughter to live, so he darted towards his pumpkin patch. He grabbed the wheelbarrow and started to attempt to lift the pumpkin onto it. This pumpkin weighed over 400 pounds, and Robert was not very strong. After about ten minutes of trying to lift the pumpkin onto the wheelbarrow, he was close to losing hope. But then, he got an idea. He would have to ruin his largest pumpkin, but he would be able to save his daughter. He found a shovel and started bashing the large pumpkin. He kept smashing it until it would be of no use to the crazy woman. The next largest pumpkin he had was just over 100 pounds, so he lifted it onto the wheelbarrow and headed back towards the house. He took the pumpkin from the wheelbarrow and brought it into the house. He placed it at the woman's feet and asked for his daughter back. “This is not your largest pumpkin! Get me that one!” she screamed. “My other pumpkin seems to have rotted, when I tried getting it on the wheelbarrow, everything that touched it smashed it in.” She eyed him suspiciously, but placed the baby on the floor and took the pumpkin from Robert. She left Robert's house and went to her own. The next day, Robert packed up all of their stuff and moved to a town 400 miles away. He stopped growing pumpkins and never entered another state fair. He also never saw the crazy woman again. Until he started growing zucchini. Tweet
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