The Monster – Sunday Photo Fiction

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in the picture (below).
This week our intrepid leader pr
ovides an entertaining image, which sadly took me to the darkest of dark places.
My apologies in advance, especially to UK readers.

Click on this link to enter your tale, and to see what others have written.

© Al Forbes

Click here to hear this 90-second story read by the author: The Monster

I stare out over the desolate moorland.
The newspaper slips from my fingers, falls to the ground.
The headline screams up at me.
The Monster is Dead
And there is the photograph of the face that has haunted me for five decades.
Beside it, as always, is the equally evil countenance of his blonde accomplice.
A tear runs down my face.
I am surprised, I thought I had cried myself dry long ago.
But now I realise they will only stop when I die.
It won’t be long now, I am over eighty years old.
My little boy would be sixty, almost a pensioner.
I would probably be a grandfather.
But no, he would probably be a grandfather!
But he didn’t even live into his teens.
Because of these creatures.
It has always been believed that he is buried out here, but now we will never know for sure.
That is the final, cruellest pain.
That even on his deathbed this vile being could not feel enough humanity to say where they had put my boy.
I stare out over the desolate moorland.
And weep.

About ceayr

A Scot who has discovered Paradise in a small town he calls Medville on the Côte d'Azur, C.E. Ayr has spent a large part of his life in the West of Scotland and a large part elsewhere. His first job was selling programmes at his local football club and he has since tried 73 other career paths, the longest being in IT, with varying degrees of success. He is somewhat nomadic, fairly irresponsible and, according to his darling daughter, a bit random.
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  6. When a story writes itself, you have to let it go through with what it wants to say. These two monsters never even gave up the final resting places of some of their victims. There is a special place in hell reserved for these … creatures.

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  7. Clever use of the prompt, C.E., to turn it into the remembrance of a human monster. Good writing. —- Suzanne

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  8. Lynn Love says:

    The Moors Murders have passed into the history of the UK, Brady and Hindley almost becoming myths, monsters to scare the children against wandering out alone. That barren moor, those heartless deeds, the recordings – it’s almost incomprehensible. And the fact that Brady was able to live a long and comfortable life, much of the while complaining of his treatment too – a sickening human being.
    Thank you for writing this, C. And you’re right, this will never be over until the last person affected by the pain these two caused has died too.
    I do hope you are well 🙂

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  9. Dear CE,

    A tragic and haunting tale. Well written…one of your best I think.

    Shalom I hope,

    Rochelle

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  10. Dale says:

    What a well-written tale, c.e…. and thanks for the link. There are monsters all over the world, aren’t there?

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    • ceayr says:

      I hoped my little tale would stand on its own, Dale, but the back story was screaming to be told too. Yes, the saddest thing is that every country has so many monsters of its own that we are unaware of those abroad.

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  11. The most frightening monsters are the human ones. Very sad for the families who never had any kind of closure.

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  12. James says:

    Most of these monster movies miss the fact that even when the creature is dead, it has left behind a lot of grief and misery.

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  13. A grim story, beautifully told.

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  14. Graham Lawrence says:

    It’s nice to read you again. I like the bite and can see exactly where it’s coming from. It’s so wrong to pass these things in silence and I’m glad you wrote this story.

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  15. Joy Pixley says:

    Even without knowing the story, the vile deeds came across perfectly well, as did the pain and horror of someone who lost a loved one to these monsters.

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  16. mandibelle16 says:

    I’m not sure about the actual murders these are based off of. Were the murders from the UK or from Europe? To me it seems there is intense relief this ‘monster of a human being is dead’ but the pain or tears won’t stop until the speaker himself had passed on. It’s incredibly sad about his son, murdered as a teenager, never able to live his life. I hope the monsters accomplice is dead too. This picture Al chose causes revulsion in me. I think it’s from the movie ‘Predator’ and reminds me in this case (I think) as in many cases such as in Manchester, the Boston Marsthon, etc how ‘the bad guys’ never look like the bad guys, like predator or ‘Lord Voldemort in Harry Potter.’ For the most part, they appear as every day people but their terrible choices and choice to turn to evil is revealed through their actions, the monster hiding within. Hugs CE.

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  17. Susan says:

    Such a heartbreaking tale that fits the photo well. Not being from Britain I had never hear of these murders before. This is definitely every parent’s nightmare.

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  18. michael1148humphris says:

    It felt wrong to press like, I find it hard to understand how Brady and Mira could go to their graves and not give this child and his family peace

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  19. What a macabre end. Very well written, Ceayr.

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