Alien Fish Radio Mother


I’m a child. I think my sister has been replaced by an alien. My dad thinks I’m crazy. I see lights in the sky. He goes to investigate, and never returns. I’m alone at home, wondering what has happened to my family. I’m tired, and want to sleep, but there’s much to be done if I am to find them again. I wake up in a flooded bus station. I swim to the dry entrance. A small, plastic, fish shaped radio plays my repeated appeal for information about my family, and the aliens. I realise the fish, now organic, is my mother. 

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