Kyla Jane Barker
Stories (3/0)
BLACK
Sarah finished the dishes in the white porcelain sink and looked out the kitchen window toward her neighbor’s apartment. She could see her neighbor sitting alone at his card table, draped with a white sheet, eating his TV dinner. Their apartments were so close, she could read the package of his meal; Salisbury steak with green peas and instant mashed potatoes. It was a warm summer’s night and Sarah could feel the sweat dripping down her back, making her wife-beater tank top cling to her body like a small child to his mother’s leg. She ripped off a paper towel from the roll that lay next to the sink and wiped her hands, then wiped down the cracked white tiled countertops. As she stood there she could feel the day weighing heavy on her body like a weighted blanket that had been draped over her shoulders. She thought about all the things that still needed to be done before she went to bed and wished she had someone to help her, but that someone always came with a price she reminded herself; a price she was not willing to pay. She’s made that mistake once, twice, three times before and had paid her dues. Now she has chosen to be alone and carry the weighted blanket like the cape of a Royal Queen. Deep in thought, Sarah heard a small voice yell out,
By Kyla Jane Barker3 years ago in Horror
DEAD FLOWERS
Olivia hummed to herself as she picked up the roses to give them a fresh cut before putting them back in the bucket. She found the work tedious, but therapeutic. The flower shop was quiet and customers had stopped coming in an hour ago. This gave her time to do her closing tasks. She had a lot to do being the only closer that night, but she didn’t mind. Olivia loved her work. Olivia picked up the bucket and walked towards the walk-in cooler to put it away. As she grabbed for the door handle, she suddenly saw a shadow in the corner of her eye. For a split second, she thought it couldn’t be a person, because the front door rings when a customer opens it and she didn’t hear anything. Olivia turned around and was startled to see Jose, the delivery driver, standing there. She jumped back letting out a scream.
By Kyla Jane Barker3 years ago in Psyche