@stach,
Here is my Fable, as well as the link to it. 199 Words exactly! HaHa!
thanks for the contest.
@Lymmerik

The Dust Bunny Chronicles - A Fable
Way back under the foot of my bed, a dust bunny lives, I think he's named Fred. Sometimes he is there, sometimes over here, sometimes he is hiding all balled up in fear.

He always stays in, he never comes out. It’s a line that’s so thin, he sends out a scout. His fears are his fears and really quite sound, if it’s raining he said, "I might actually drown."

He wasn't like this early on in his life, but happenings like this thrusts deep, like a knife. His mamma stepped out bright and early one day; said son while I'm gone, go outside, go play. A brave young bunny just starting to hop, when it all crashes down, it ended, it stopped.

He saw it go down, a smile on her face, she turned back around, just starting to wave. He cried and he cried and stood there in shock, what took her away, the broom or the mop?

From that day to now, and from now unto then, he'll stay in his room, like a fat brooding hen.

It's easy to worry, and not hard to see, the moral of this story, is just let it be.

The End!
The Dust Bunny Chronicles - A Fable