Genre: Flash Fiction, Children's Literature, Fantasy
A sweet little family sat silently in their cozy home resting and reading one afternoon. The father had come home from a hard day of work and was enjoying an evening newspaper while his wife broke and chopped nuts in the kitchen. His two children sat on the floor playing with some feathers they had found earlier that day. When the younger of the two children, a little girl with beautiful, bushy, brown hair measured her feather beside her older brother.
“By golly! This feather is taller than you are!” She said, and her father smiled at his children.
As he rocked in his chair, the father tugged at one of his whiskers and wrinkled his little brown nose. A funny column in the paper made him smile, showing off his long two front teeth. All of the sudden, droplets of rain came pouring down on the top of their house, trying to ruin the peaceful evening. The rain was shortly followed by lightning, and then thunder, and the family of four huddled together to comfort each other through the storm. Their house shook and threatened to fall out of the tree, but the father had built it strong and sturdy when they’d first moved to the forest. Soon, the storm passed, and the peace of the night returned. The cool night air crept through the cracks of the family’s home, sending chills down their spines. They huddled together and used their fluffy tails to stay warm. Very soon, the family of squirrels was fast asleep.
I’m sure that story makes a bit more sense now that you understand they’re squirrels.