Prompt: You’re a fly in a room. Who is there? What do you do?

The booming steps of man shake me. I realize that they are now aware of the fourth creature in the room. I’m on window next to the TV, and a child points at me. I’ve been spotted. I spread my clear wings, and fly away - only to land on the TV after four seconds in flight. my body reflects the images portrayed on the screen, concealing me from the people. I’m hidden, once again.

Now five minutes later, I’m awoken by a screech. A child, wielding what seems to be a bendy spatula hurtles herself at me, and her spatula pulls my left wing off. Shooting through the sky, I crash straight into a potrait of a fat lady, and crumble to the ground. I look up to pray to fly jesus, so he can show me the way out. But right at that moment, the giant green frog in the corner of the room zips it’s tounge out, and tags me.