Ghosted
Austin’s untimely plight for closure.
I've drifted upon these azure waters for three long days. The boating accident was horrific.
Surviving on raw seaweed is detrimental. The saltiness has already induced the death throes of osmosis.
Hallucinations ------ delude.
My only companion is a curious dolphin I named, Fearless. He visits me often and can sense the distress I hemorrhage.
Today, he brought me a gift; the gold necklace I lost in deep water. He succeeds in causing a smile.
Life hangs, as the countdown to becoming an unsolved mystery has begun. My family knows I love them… my ghost will vacate this shell... soon.
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Lamar Wiggins
Creative writer in the Northeast US who loves the paranormal, mystery, true crime, horror, humor, fantasy and poetry. Take a chance, you'll be thoroughly entertained.
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Clinging to Childhood
The playground is empty, as it should be past sundown. There is a warm breeze, and I can see everything despite the late hour. What time is it, anyway? It could very well be past midnight. I can never keep track of time, especially in the summer. A prickly piece of popcorn hides like a stowaway in the left cup of my padded training bra. I stuffed the tissue in last minute— a decision I’m beginning to regret, based on the events that are unfolding rapidly before me. To my left, laying non-chalantly on his back, is my date for the evening. He is two years older, could probably grow facial hair if he wanted to, and drives a secondhand Honda. He may as well be a Man. I, on the other hand, feel like a fraud with my too-short short-shorts, sparkly lip gloss, and makeshift push-up bra. I keep my arms pinned to my sides as I feel the dreaded circles of sweat beginning to manifest on my brand new Abercrombie top. I cup my elbows with my hands and stare down at my hint of cleavage, praying that the tissue doesn’t pop out like a white flag surrendouring my lack of womanhood.
By Marti Maley7 days ago in Fiction
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Sad but compelling!
Wonderful characters and story!
Fearless is a great name for that dolphin. Maybe a future recurring character? Helpful and mischievous ocean spirit?
This is so great. Rich with depth!
This is great, Lamar. Really well done.
Pi vibes! Really enjoyed this one 😁
Awww, Fearless kept him company! So sweet!
Love this one!
Liked that Lamar, there's just a little room for hope, especially with Reckless in the picture!
I really enjoy these micro stories! I like that you chose the open ending, although inevitable.
I sense this one drifting..., but with a porpoise!