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’s cool prompt is supplied by Kathryn Forbes, perhaps a relative of our exalted host.
I went to a predictably dark place.
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© Kathryn Forbes 2009
Click here to hear the story read by the author:
Dead
I am bored.
It is really dull being dead.
I am stuck inside this sacrof, safroca, em, coffin, a big stone thing, not a lot of room to move about.
Did I not tell everyone when I was alive that I was claustrophobic, yet they still just bung me into this wretched box?
And I am not allowed out, that is one of the rules.
There are lots of rules when you are dead, I bet you didn’t know that.
Like, for instance, I can’t tell anyone about what happens when you die, about the light and the tunnel and the clouds and everything, none of that stuff.
And I can’t just nip out for a bit of haunting, there’s a few folk I could cheerfully scare into a change of undergarments, I can tell you!
Not even just a wee look round, maybe pop in on the pretty girl next tomb down, might be nice.
But no, stay put until you are told, or else.
I can’t tell you what or else means, that’s against the rules too, but it sounds quite hellish.
Ah well, I better just relax.
At least it will soon be Hallowe’en.
I enjoyed that. Halloween certainly sounds like it could be a spot of spooky fun for them.
Oh you know it, Al!
So he gets to go out each Halloween? I once wrote a small story like that, but it was about a person who was horribly disfigured. On Halloween, people just assumed it was a mask.
Maybe. Or maybe it is all a fiction.
Excellent poetry! Excellent picture and great voice! How I wish I had time to write something about today,.
There is always time, you just have to make it so.
Glad you enjoyed.
Indeed!
That was quite a humorous piece for being so dark. I have to say, I’d rather enjoy hearing more of this story. I’m sad it’s over.
Over? It isn’t over yet, Mandie. See you at Hallowe’en…
😀
Fun read CE!
I’ll stay home on Halloween and lock windows and doors.
Bogeyman comes through the walls, Em.
Woooooo!!!!
Aaarrrgghhhh!
Hmmm, pretty girl tomb. Are you sure she wouldn’t be worth a little bit of peril?
I’ve just found out it might be Angie (see below) so I’m making a bid for freedom!
I like this. Many of us are bored of being dead, and do something just to feel alive.
Thank you, Reena, we all have days like this, don’t we.
I’m intrigued as to how you know so much about being dead – is there something you haven’t told us?
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I don’t know much about anything else, Keith!
and i thought rules have to be followed in one’s life-time only. 🙂 🙂 🙂
Nice to read from the point of view of a dead person.
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Sadly there are always rules.
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Good story as always. It would be sad to shame if you had to lie in the same place for an entire year at a time. Mind you, it would make Halloween a lot of fun!
I don’t know, Angie, you might be the pretty lady next tomb down. Then I am sure I’d find a way to say hello!
Darn! I suppose I’ll have to finish all my acts of revenge while I’m alive. And I was so looking forward to a posthumous career as a vengeful poltergeist. Good story CE.
Don’t worry, I lied about that bit.