Flipped Beetle, by Bruce Arbuckle

She twitches the curtains at the sound of cursing. The Ogre’s flat on his back on the driveway.

“No name calling!” her mother’s voice echoes  in her head.  “If you can’t say anything nice, say nothing.”

But it does ‘t count if it’s just a thought?

He seems mean, unstable and possibly dangerous. He shouts obscenities at his cat and throws it’s doings over the fence into her garden. She read somewhere that serial killers abuse animals before moving on to humans.

“Help!” he calls, his legs kicking like a flipped beetle. If roles were reversed would he help her?

A 100 word story written by Bruce Arbuckle, inspired by the random word prompt “back”

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