Friday Fictioneers – I Can’t Look Down

(Author’s note: Nothing! Just enjoy the show!)

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© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

I Can’t Look Down

by Miles H. Rost

Fear. Palpable. Present. Loud.

Darren McCarthy’s fearful screams could be heard across the restaurant, as his mother whisked him to the darkened coat check room. The check girl immediately saw what was happening and got him into the room quickly.

“Ma’am! Is everything okay?”
“He’s going to be fine. He’s just afraid.”

His mom cradled his head and comforted him.

“What happened, ma’am?”
“He watched a scary movie last night. The artwork in the ceiling made him remember it.”
“Which movie?”
“The Poseidon Adventure.”
“That doesn’t seem so bad.”
“Movies and reality are not so different in his eyes.”

^ The scene involved ^

18 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – I Can’t Look Down

  1. For some reason I thought of that movie when I saw the photo. I guess different kids can be scared by different movies – I had a cousin scared to death of Oompa Loompas and screamed whenever they were on the screen…

  2. I was in The London Planetarium auditorium years ago when a young boy became hysterical with fear, thinking we were going “into space”. At least your poor boy’s mother understood and knew how to comfort him.

  3. And the lines between fiction and reality blur more every day. I’ve said it many times, how are young kids supposed to sort it out? Good story based on real life.

    • Well, it all depends on where you are in your mental game. If you’re someone with autism, it may be harder. Or if you’re someone who has a predisposition to taking things at face value, same thing. It depends on how your wiring works.

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