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One Lazy Sunday

Monday 17th June, Story #169/366

By L.C. SchäferPublished about a month ago Updated about a month ago 3 min read
One Lazy Sunday
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The late Sunday afternoon sun was bright and warm. Her blue eyes looked glassy and staring, honey-coloured hair full of sunshine. She was turned slightly towards him, her right hip rising up out of the grass and feet stretched out towards the brook. The boy sat beside her facing it, knees bent, arms resting across them. A cigarette hung between his fingers.

Hanging and sloping were good words to describe him: his shoulders, hair, the laces on his sneakers. He took another drag on the cigarette.

The brook gurgled by, uncaring.

Blowing another stream of smoke between his lips, he twisted to look at the girl again. Glanced at the marks his own hands had left around her throat, heartbeat remaining steady. He spent a moment examining the thoughts in his head, and the feelings in his belly. He thought he'd feel it more than this. There was... nothing much.

The main thing he felt was worry about the body being found by the police, and people like that... and what would happen to him when it was. He had a brooding expression, tending to a scowl, but he often looked like that anyway.

He shrugged himself to his feet and walked to his friend's house. Knocked.

"You coming out?" he asked.

The friend wrinkled his face. He didn't want to come out. He'd got a new computer game and only just started playing it.

"Got something to show you."

The friend, a fellow sloper, trod into his sneakers, yelling, "Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaam! Going out!"

They didn't hear the distant reply over the sound of the vaccuum cleaner, and the door banging.

When they arrived back at the spot by the brook, the friend stared down at the girl, his face showing no emotion.

"You do her?" he said.


On Monday, none of the group believed him. After school, he led them to the spot, and waited for their reaction. One looked a bit sick. His friend's girlfriend goggled.

"Can't leave her here, though," the boy said. Worry, once again, tugged at him. "Someone'll find her."

"Push her into the river," someone said.

On Tuesday, police arrived at the school and led the boy away in handcuffs.

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Word count, excluding note: 366

Submitted on Monday 17th June at 23.20

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The story behind the story: This was inspired by a true story that happened in the 1980s. I've done a similar one here 👇 but in that one I keep the main details and names the same. This time I chose to leave names out and changed certain things.

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Comments (16)

  • Sweileh 888about a month ago

    Thank you I am happy with your exciting stories Watch my stories now

  • Babs Iversonabout a month ago

    Horrific and perfect ending!!!💕❤️❤️

  • Very dark! This has a very different feel than the related story.

  • D.K. Shepardabout a month ago

    This made my skin crawl. Great writing, L.C.! Terrifying character.

  • John Coxabout a month ago

    He didn’t have a reaction so he needed someone else to have one.

  • Hannah Mooreabout a month ago

    He felt nothing, and yet he's so keen to show it off. Pride?

  • Shirley Belkabout a month ago

    I've seen enough of Dr. Phil shows to think that this might actually be a reality we could read about on the internet....sad culture

  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarranabout a month ago

    I don't get how people can be so apathetic. Crazyyyyyy I tell you!

  • Dawnxisoul393artabout a month ago

    Your writing skillfully elicits emotions and provokes thought. Thank you for sharing this thought-provoking piece.

  • Mark Gagnonabout a month ago

    Those are a sick group of kids! Great descriptive writing.

  • Caroline Cravenabout a month ago

    You’re on a roll with these dark stories. I love it! …. Well, kinda. Can’t believe this was inspired by a true story 😳

  • Leslie Writesabout a month ago

    Holy shit! All of them sociopaths! I suppose you’d have to play it cool in front of the murderer or you could be next then call the cops when you get home? But NO EMOTION from the first guy? Yikes! Was this an alt. reality or is this how you see teenagers? lol 😂

  • Gerard DiLeoabout a month ago

    Hate that guy. For her.

  • Margaret Brennanabout a month ago

    Glad they caught him. Wish all crimes were solved as easy. GREAT writing. you had me hooked.

  • Sweileh 888about a month ago

    Interesting and delicious content, keep posting more now

  • Alex H Mittelman about a month ago

    They ended up catching him for murder 🫥🤓 great story!

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