Friday Flash Fiction

Dave Stewart
Photo courtesy of Dave Stewart

Although I know from reading Dave’s story where this picture was taken, it first struck me as some place near home. That’s how I’m going to continue to see it, although its more exotic location is probably worth another story. This week, I’m staying close to home and recalling some of the legends we told ourselves as kids.

This story is in honor of my sister, Jan, who passed away four years ago this month. She kept me on my toes growing up. I miss that girl.

Word count: 101

Mind Games

“Someone died on that fence – that’s why it’s red. An evil ghost impaled them and blood went everywhere.” My sister spoke with authority. “Don’t walk by here alone or you’re next.”

I looked down at my shoes, scuffling dust as I sped up.

“You scared, baby?” I wasn’t a baby.

“See that note in the corner?” I had my ways of getting even.

“Yeah – so?”

Pulling it out, I studied it carefully. “It says ‘Beware, Jan. Beware.’”

Crumpling it, I stuffed the paper in my pocket and raced like a bat out of hell home, enjoying my short lived victory.

To see other stories, please visit the Rochelle Wisoff-Fields site here.
© Erin Leary

21 thoughts on “Friday Flash Fiction

  1. This made me smile. I used to pretend that my sister’s dolls whispered in my ear, saying bad things about my sister like “she doesn’t like you anymore.” Oh, I was bad, Erin!

  2. I love the balanced way she gets her revenge, clever girl! I’m sorry for the loss of your sister, Jan. No doubt, it is with you always, but you bring her to life with this lovely banter.

    In the meantime, I am home… sort of, for a while. I’d still love to get together with you and your friend. Let me know some dates that might work. Admittedly, I’ve spread my time thin of late, but it’s remained in my mind, as something I’d like to make happen! 😉

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