Tag: death

  • The Mural

    PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson  As soon as I saw the mural, I knew Scott had been here.  Here in the town I had called home for the last seven years.  I had successfully hidden from him for this long, only for him to find me by accident.  Or what I could only believe was…

  • The Mortician

    “Mark, I know you are new, but this funeral is important.  It’s a secret.  We need to hide everything about this death.  We will do the embalming and send the body on the way with his family.”  Jack turned back to his computer like nothing odd was happening.  But by the way the undertaker’s eye…

  • The Stairway

    PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot  I wasn’t quite sure what I was looking at, but I knew the stairs were leading exactly where I needed to go. Michael was somewhere at the bottom of the stairs and no one else was here to help me get him home. If I didn’t get him home soon,…

  • The Graveyard

    As I tiptoed through the cemetery, I was pretty sure someone was watching me. I was certain no one had followed me so whoever it was must have already been here. Waiting.  If I could only get to the other side of the cemetery and to the street, I knew I could make it out.…

  • Fast Food

    Every time I went out of town, I always ended up in the same place.  It didn’t matter where I was headed or when, I always ended up at the corner of Main Street and Water Avenue. There was nothing on this corner for me – the only thing here was a Dunkin’ Donuts and…

  • Chaos

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  I pulled my jacket hood over my head as watched Frank eat in silence. I crept farther back to the edge of the window in hopes he wouldn’t be able to see me. The glare was chaotic and he was so lost in his thoughts, I didn’t think he would…

  • Silence

    I knew I had everything I needed to nourish my soul, I just needed to be able to sit down and concentrate.  Concentration was something in short supply for me these days since I was now living in a house with roommates instead of a small apartment by myself.  I had loved my apartment and…

  • Jordy’s Revenge

    “What have you done?” the headmaster bellowed, all eyes now turned to me as he stood over the lifeless body on playground. I turned around and looked behind me because surely everyone wasn’t thinking I had anything to do with the body. But in fact, he apparently was staring straight at me. I could feel…

  • The Wrong Lips

    “The lips seem wrong,” I heard Jerome mutter to himself. I sighed internally because I knew he was going to start all over again. We had a show in less than two weeks and he was obsessing over the lips on his third painting. He needed to have no less than ten paintings and he…

  • Monsters

    Just after I died, I sat up.  I hadn’t expected my plan to go so well, but everyone had been convinced I was dead.  I knew I had precious little time to make it out of the house before everyone came back to do my final funeral preparations.  I knew my parents were especially suspicious…