Here’s my contribution to this week’s edition of Friday Fictioneers, brought to you by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and a photo from CE Ayr. Thanks, CE!
(Horror for 100 words)
Who’s There?
Petals dusted her feet as Laurie coasted past the purple door, chained and set back from the sidewalk. It was a mere blip in her skip until she heard knocking from inside.
She turned back, stood before it, and knocked. “Who’s there?”
“Open the door. Help me. I’m trapped,” a voice whispered, raspy and breathless.
She rattled the door. “I’ll get help.”
The authority had no key, so he shot at the lock. The door creaked and swung open.
“Just like I told you.”
Before them was a cement slab.
“Nothing.”
But Laurie felt something. A chill to the bone.
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Here are more stories from the Fictioneers.
For those who celebrate, Happy Thanksgiving! I hope you have a peaceful and restful holiday.
Hums the Twilight Zone theme
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Ha. Thanks, Neil. I’ve always been a fan.
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beautiful – wow!!
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Thanks, Mihran. I’m so happy you enjoyed it!
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chilling 😉
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Thanks, Helen.
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Dear Amy,
Oh there was something/someone there all right. Chilling. “Blip in her skip.” Love that.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks so much, Rochelle. That blip just kind of fell onto my page. 🙂 Glad you enjoyed my story.
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Oh, great mystery. A mafia ghost? An invisible person? 😀 I love it.
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I like that idea of a mafia ghost! I hadn’t really thought it through. Excellent! I think definitely a ghost of some kind. Thanks.
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Spooky, a ghost trapped behind the door. Wonder how it ended up there? Good take.
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Thanks, Iain. He must have done a very bad thing to end up there and he doesn’t want to stay.
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Well that’s done it, now. Nothing will ever be the same again.
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Right! And there’s no undoing it. Thanks, Sandra.
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I love the petals and the blip in her skip! Thought she might be a ghost at the beginning.Thought mafia crime as well with the cement slab. So many possibilities for the reader’s mind with this one! I love that about your writing.
Hope you have a Happy Thanksgiving! xoxo
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Thank you, Kelly. I like your thinking. Thanks for all your generous comments. I appreciate your support as always. 🙂 Hope you had a nice holiday with your family too. Time to go for a run now! xoxo
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Ooooh! What a perfect prompt for you, Amy. Love what you did with it! Happy Thanksgiving!
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Thanks, Cathy. Glad you liked it. Hope you had a nice holiday too!
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I felt that chill. Right to the bone. Why are authorities always so clueless?
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That’s a good question, Michelle. Authorities have a knack for being clueless, don’t they? Especially in horror stories. 🙂 Thanks so much.
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Ooooo, chilled to the bone here, too, Amy. Nice work. I could see it happening.
Sorry I have missed your posts since I have been writing sporadically. I hope you have a terrific Thanksgiving today and all the best. We’ll be in touch, I promise.
Five out of five slabs.
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Actually, Kent, I’ve been pretty sporadic myself. I doubt you’ve missed much, if you’ve missed anything at all! Thanks so much. I hope you had a nice holiday too. Slabs…now that has an interesting ring to it.
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I made turkey soup. The folks let me take the whole bird home with me. How was Thanksgiving at your place?
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We went to Reno and had a nice family gathering. A great visit!
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Very cool. It was just as warm in Kansas as it was in Reno, I’m sure.
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It was pretty warm, but we has
to leave early because of an incoming storm!
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Ah, I see. We just now, as of this writing, have gotten some rain. Now, the wind is drying us up at 53 degrees.
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Not too bad…Stay warm and dry!
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Ooh, and now she’s let it out, whatever it is…
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Apparently, Ali. She may live to regret it, that’s assuming she lives…
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Lovely and spooky, Amy 🙂
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Thanks, Dianne. That’s a great combo. What a nice thing to say. 🙂
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That was great, Amy! Door to Pandora’s Box… who know what is now loose…
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Thanks so much, Dale. Pandora’s Door maybe. She may be in trouble now.
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Close the door – now! Excellent.
My story is called Sally’s Secret
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Thanks, Keith. I’ll be by for your story.
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Great ghost story!
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Thank you, Dawn! Glad you enjoyed it.
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I heard too!! 😉
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Oooh. Thanks for that, Maddie!
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the voice must have come from the other side. interesting to know who was locked in there.
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Yes, indeed the other side, Plaridel. I think it’s dark whatever it is.
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I guess Laurie is a child, and children can hear what adults cannot.
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I didn’t really pin an age, but being a child certainly makes sense, Liz. Children are more accepting of the unknown supernatural it seems. Thanks.
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Very creative, Amy! I admire your talent to create a storyline with just a few sentences. I sometimes hear voices too, especially when I walk through the moor. 🙂
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Aww, thank you Reinhold. Ooh, the moor sounds like a very mysterious place and just the place where voice could be heard.
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nice piece 🙂
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Thanks so much.
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you re welcome
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I have a feeling that some doors should never be opened…. but afterwards it’s too late.
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Exactly, Bjorn. You take you chances by opening one.
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Spooky, Amy. Sounds like Laurie released something there!
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I believe you are right about that, Tom! Thanks.
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Yikes. That was a spooky one. Very good.
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Thanks, Margaret. Thanks for your nice comments.
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There goes the neighborhood.
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Indeed, Russell. What’s next? How are you?
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Spooky and spine chilling. Somehow it’s more scary when there’s nothing there. Perhaps because we know there is something and don’t know where it’s going to spring out from.
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Thanks, Michael. I think you’re right. The absence of something gets the mind working and wondering. I like your thinking. Thanks for the nice comments.
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Oooo.. spooky! Loved it! 🙂
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Thanks, Courtney. I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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Wow, that’s creepy. I wonder if they’ve set some terrible thing free kept a prisoner for a reason. Good writing, Amy. 🙂 — Suzanne
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I think so, Suzanne. I think that very well could be. Thanks!
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