Goat | Microfiction

“I’m telling you – it’s Dad.”

“It’s a bloody goat, Sarah.”

“He’s in the goat’s body.”

“He’s possessed it?”

“He’s been reincarnated.”

“As a goat?”


The siblings glared at one another.

“You can’t afford to keep a goat, Sarah.”

“I couldn’t afford to keep Dad when he was a human, but I did it anyway.”

“Because you were stuck with him. You can’t rehome humans.”

“Course you can. That’s what retirement homes are for.”

“I’ll call the animal shelter.”

“You will not!”

“You’re mad.”

“Please, Todd. Humour me.”

“But it’s –”

“I miss him.”

The pair sighed.

“Okay. Keep him.”

This story was written in response to the following photo prompt for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers:

Goat in a graveyard beside headstone
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Ellie Scott is a freelance copywriter and fiction writer from Sheffield, UK. She writes speculative and silly short stories and flash fiction. She has published two short story collections - 'Merry Bloody Christmas' and 'Come What May Day'. In 2018 she was shortlisted for the Bridport Prize Short Story Competition. She can often be found loitering on Twitter (@itsemscott), Instagram (@tinysillystories) and Medium (@elliemaryscott).

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