My phone is getting slower and slower and it's time to clean it up, just a bit. I have to because my 'notes' take ages to load. I intended to delete 10 to start with, just ten but it's hard, so hard since it's the place where I save a small part of those stories, freewrites, I wrote long ago.
I started free writing at Steemit and before I joined Steemit I joined a Dutch platform. I liked it but after the site changed I was no longer able to load it and post over there. Only on rare occasions, I can drop by and if I try to connect to those I once loved to read.
My notes contain stories I wish I had saved them. Perhaps paid more attention too. Somehow I find it a pity these stories written within five or fifteen minutes are so easily forgotten.
Kurt was a huge, comfortable man, whose body dropped fast into any inviting spaces.
Not that it was smart. Frequently he got himself in trouble and needed help. Being huge was not a plus in a world of little people. He couldn't remember a different world but it was clear to all he didn't belong in theirs.
"Since he's attracted to spaces I suggest we find the one that brought him into our world", one of the eldest suggested at the meeting of the LP's board.
They nodded it was the wisest thing to do. Giant Kurt didn't belong in their world. One step of his foot was good for more damage as they could handle.
"I am tired of saving him, we all are", the secretary admitted. "Let him get stuck in the gulf till we found the space he crawled out and send him back to where he belongs."
Since all nodded he noted it.
"You can't do that to him", Lefty said.
"Yes we can", the chairman let out. He's an alien and clearly out of space.
She thought: What a tremendous lot I have failed to think through! Yet I always thought I thought through things so well.
Confused she sat on the bed. The room was small, just a bed and bucket.
"You stay here till we found the gate", her guard declared as he threw her inside and closed the door. If there was one thing he hated it was a lefty showing pity for an alien who destroyed their world by tramping around.
Kurt, the subject of their worries, didn't care. His height, unfortunately, said nothing about the size of his brain. Once stuck he waited for someone to pass by and help him out of his misery. Spaces called for him, made him feel more comfortable and gave him peace of mind. He closed his eyes and imaged be surrounded by all the space in the world.
A whiff of strong-smelling soap woke him up.
His little friends had come back to give him a hand. They rubbed it all over his body and added water to it and more soap. Fascinated by the bubbles which surrounded him he didn't notice more room was created for him.
"It's time to say farewell Kurt," an elderly male said while he pushed his walking stick into Kurt's back, waist and belly.
"They are waiting for you."
He had no idea if that was true but neither had the giant in front of him. Kurt's big smile made the old one more fanatically picking at him.
"Better be fast before he sneezes himself out of space", he mumbled.
The whole community pushed as one and before they knew the intruder was gone, probably at the place space invited him to.
The little folk felt relieved and even more after they send lefty after him. They cleaned up the mess and closed all spaces Kurt had found attractive enough to get stuck in before he gets lost at their space again.
The prompts used are written in bold. The story of Kurt was posted on Steemit.com first.
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I don't remember reading this story on steemit. By the way I went through that platform these days and I realized that they changed something. They have a strange coin in their purse that I can't understand. But I see that they continue to pay badly for your publications. I know you like to write but I like to be valued in what I write, that's why I no longer write there.