Microfiction
A Fall Day
There is nothing better than being able to take a walk in the park on a cool, brisk day during autumn, but be on the lookout for you never know what or who is about. Looking around there is a shadow, and it is getting longer as the sun is setting. The person walked faster but seemed not to be making too much progress for the sidewalk seems to be sucking the person down. The person seems to be yelling for help, but no sound is heard by the others around. He stretches one more time for a branch: No!
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Fiction
The Shadow Strikes No More
There was only one rule: don't open the door. Some doors are meant to be closed or something might get out. When darkness meets the daytime the risen factor is, will the ghost see beyond the borders of humanity? It already knows since it is hiding in the shadows. It needs no whips, no chains, for those are the implements of lower human nature and shadow is far beyond that, even lower, if you can imagine that! Instead, it reaches its mark on humanity differently.
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelle2 years ago in Fiction
We Hate Halloween
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. It’s only for one night of the year. “There is no reason we can’t control our urges for one freaking night, right folks. We have 364 nights to reign terror on the world, but not tonight. Tonight, we must remain calm and no matter what happens or who comes knocking, that door stays closed. Understood, everyone?”
By Mark Gagnon2 years ago in Fiction
A Thanksgiving Turkey
Getting ahead of myself, but did you ever wonder if the turkey in the month of October could be thinking of an escape plan. This Tom Turkey seems to be thinking in this way. "How to I get out of here? I know what is going to happen in another few weeks and I want to live." He sees the farmer coming and starts to strut around the coop and Tom eyes the farmer and thinks should I make a break for it when he opens the gate for, I know I only have a few minutes before he leaves.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Fiction
Don’t Open The Door
There was only one rule: don’t open the door.” “Richie, NO!” Charles said sharply as he grabbed Richie’s arm. “Oh what are you on about? It’s just a door” Richie dismissed. “No, Richie! It’s not just a door” Charles protested. “Its the forbidden door.”
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Fiction
The Spector 2
The Spector stopped when he suspected the people were watching him. He thought he was not hurting anybody just walking looking around where he used to live a long time ago. He thought one evening he might ask someone about a certain he was looking for, but he was afraid to in fear they will just run away when he was out and about. He thought tonight I am going to try ask someone about 513 Hazel and what happened there for that is what he was looking for just to relive some memories of his younger days in town.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Fiction
Spector
There was this man that they think use to live in the neighborhood, but they were not quite sure. Everyone was leery of this man, and they called him The Spector for he only came out in the late evenings or late at night and just walk up and down the street. The neighbors tried to meet him, but he always just turned and walked away. They wondered what he was always looking for every night. They set up shifts to see if they could find out, but it seems the Spector kind of suspected something from them and stopped.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Fiction
