Writing

Fiction: Flying monkeys

The monkeys jumped from branch to branch among the forest trees. Nice, but it wasn’t like flying.

Sometimes they would climb all the way to the top of the tallest trees to look at the sky and dream of flying high.

Every time the lucky eagles would  come by, they would ask them to tell the stories they saw from up above.

One day, the eagles decided to surprise the monkeys. Each one of them took a monkey  on their claws and took them away for a ride.

The monkeys were in ecstasy! They were flying monkeys at last!

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This post was written in response to the November 2: Flash Fiction Challenge, hosted by Carrot Ranch.

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