Daily Prompt: You’re locked in a room with your greatest fear. Describe what’s in the room.
Except for me, old and grey, sitting in a cold metal chair, watching a shiny robot with buttons on it.
The buttons show large icons, a pill, a platter with food and a heart.
A sign says: push pill & food button 3 times a day.
I can push the “heart” button every time I need…a hug.
Then the robot’s metallic voice says: “good girl” and its shiny cold hand taps my head.
Apart from many big and small fears, like fear of heights, fire, floods, dead people…. this one giant fear haunts me the last couple of years, namely that when I get old, there will be nobody I love around anymore, to give me a big hug from time to time… in a cold, fully automated world….