Sunday Photo Fiction: The Hole

128-11-november-1st-2015Teddy threw a truckload of dirt to fill in the hole. The next day, the dirt was neatly piled in his truck and the hole had moved to his neighbor’s yard.

Teddy and Jester filled in the hole and piled large rocks on top of it. Next day, the dirt and rocks had disappeared and the hole had moved across the street.

Teddy, Jester and Jonathon tried to fill in the hole, but as they did so, dirt came flying out, followed by an angry dwarf. “Can’t a body have a good day’s sleep without you humans trashing my home?”

The dwarf threw dirt and rocks at them. He pulled up small trees, bushes and flowers. They tried to catch him, but he was too quick.

The dwarf moved his hole to the middle of the street and when the city tried to fix it, the neighbors loudly objected. City workers filled the hole with tar.

The next day, city hall was gone. In its place was a column of tar and next to it was the dwarf’s hole.

They rebuilt city hall in a new location. No one ever bothered the dwarf or his hole again.

The End

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Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly writing challenge where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using around 200 words.

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