Phobia

                           

                                                            PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

This was the sixth time in the last nine days that the occurrence was repeated. He had no 

definite answer to it and seemed withdrawn when questioned. The parents felt it was not 

a serious problem and he would outgrow it. Brian was good at sports and keen learner of 

alphabets and numbers.

The counsellor held Brian’s little finger and walked towards the open door.  He stopped 

midway and wetness dripped from the sides of his legs to form a pool on the floor. “The 

ugly creatures in the washroom don’t allow me to urinate”, he uttered in a trance.

            written for : Friday Fictioneers. Thanks Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

                                              


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