Christian was extremely proud of himself as he walked into drama class. He had found his perfect prop locked in his father’s shed when he had been cleaning it out at the weekend.
After giving it a quick dust, Christian knew that it was going to be one nobody else would have. Well, except Dave, but his was the plastic one borrowed from the science lab.
“Alas, poor Yorick…” This was it, this was the moment that Christian pulled a skull out of his bag.
It was hardly the expected reaction, but everyone suddenly started screaming at the presentation of a very real skull.
“Where did you get this?”
“Garden shed?” Christian considered this was a very reasonable explanation, and had no idea that it was going to lead to his father being accused of murder.
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Written for flash fiction for aspiring writers