It may be Christmas Eve, but that doesn’t stop me from writing another story! This week’s word comes from Patrick, who suggested the word “kleptomaniac”. Here’s what I came up with (with a holiday twist, of course).
So much here. So much ripe for the taking.
Bad. No. Don’t say that.
It was true though, there was so much. An entire department store full of people and products. Nobody would notice if one product went missing.
Seriously, stop, I told myself. Just leave. I knew I shouldn’t have tried to do some Christmas shopping. I can’t control myself.
But those boots. They looked perfect.
What would I do with a pair of women’s boots? I asked myself.
I had this impulse to shove them into my winter coat and walk right out of the store. Again, NO! I practically shouted in my head. I had to fight this urge. The door was so close. I just needed to leave, and I’d be fine.
Just leave, a little voice in the back of my head said. The door’s so close. You could take the boots easily.
NO! I will not! I took a step towards the door, but my hand moved closer to the boots. “No,” I actually whispered out loud, and shoved both my hands in my pockets. Concentrate. One foot in front of the other, and soon you’ll be walking out the door, I thought, remembering the Christmas TV special.
With the boots, the voice piped up.
Shut up! I walked briskly toward the door and pushed my way through. Once outside, I took a deep gulp of December air. I hadn’t realized I had been holding my breath. I did it, I thought. I walked to my car and pulled out my keys.
Remember to leave your suggestion for next week’s word in the comments below! Merry Christmas if you celebrate it!