1) An original story
2) Use the picture to create the story
3) Maximum length 350 words.
I had fun writing the story and reading stories from other writers. The story was written and posted on the day I received the writing prompt. There were a few changes I would have made after it was written if it wasn't for the time limit of the same day in and out.
My wife came in and found me; or what she thinks is me.
I was sitting at my work bench staring vacantly. Unmoving, unblinking. Making a soft noise that sounded like "Chuka. Chuka. Chuka. Scree."
She asked me what was wrong. I wanted to answer but couldn't. I couldn't move or speak.
She reached over and touched my body me. She shook me. She slapped my face. My body didn't move. The only response was "Chuka. Chuka. Chuka. Scree."
She called 911. The ambulance was there in 15 minutes. The paramedics asked my wife "What happened?"
My wife said she found me like that. I said "Chuka. Chuka. Chuka. Scree."
"What happened?" That was the question they asked me as they put me on the gurney. All that came out of my mouth was "Chuka. Chuka. Chuka. Scree."
If I could tell them they would never believe me. Not being able to talk I couldn't tell them.
I had been programming a little robot penguin I had built. I had connected the computer input feed to the memory and had started uploading the software. I had written some of the code myself. The vocal code, the dance code and the eye movements. I was anxious to try the penguin even though I hadn't finished putting on the outer skin.
As I moved the input and charging leads there was a flash of light the lights dimmed and then everything went black. Suddenly I was looking at myself.
The next thing I noticed was that I couldn't feel the metal braces on my legs. Then I noticed I couldn't feel anything. I could see myself. Sitting at my workbench. Not moving. Not blinking.
I figured it out after a few hours. Since I couldn't move I had time to think. I must have shorted the charging leads and bridged the memory leads with my fingertips. The wire must have hit a nerve in my hand when I shorted the leads. My memory had transferred into my penguin and the code I had written for the penguin had transferred into my body.