Concentration

Mike sits slumped over his desk, face in his hands. “This is crazy Mike,” he says aloud to himself. “Just concentrate on your work.” He does not sound very convincing to himself, but he tries.

The words on his computer screen are indistinct. The more Mike tries to focus on the words the more they escape comprehension. He shakes his head, and the words are gone. In their place is her face.

She smiles. Mike shakes his head. “No. No. NO!” he screams. “Get out of my head.” Like a toothed hook, the more Mike pulls at his thoughts of her, the more they become embedded, the more painful they become as well.

Mike slumps over on his desk, face in his hands. He repeats the cycle.

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This is a story written in five minutes for the 5MinuteFiction contest held weekly at Write Me! We’re given a prompt of one word (this week was “concentration”) and then we write a story in five minutes.

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One Response to Concentration

  1. Mary says:

    Man with woman on the brain. I like it.

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