A five sentence fiction inspired by the prompt
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Hither and tither, it flew around creating a ruckus.
I jumped high and low, from sofa to chair.
I wished I had wings like it and shrunk in size to get
inside every hole and pillar.
In confusion, I screamed pulling down every corner of the
house.
After a long struggle, I managed to spring and catch it
tight; it wriggled in my hands, the MOTH that was little and tiny.
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