“She looked just like me, except it wasn’t me and wasn’t a she. She was a man and then not a man, but me, even walked with a limp, like I have ever since I broke my hip a few years ago.” “Mrs. Carter, what are you talking about?” Hope ...―
Reaching over and slapping her alarm clock, Joy groaned loudly before burying her head under her pillow. Maybe if she stayed in bed today everyone would leave her alone. Maybe if she didn’t acknowledge the sun had come up it would go away and she...―
Groaning, Selma rose from her rocking chair, her knees protesting sharply. Careful to stop the chairs rocking motion, lest an evil spirit decides to sit in it, she headed to the front door to see who it was that had intruded on her evening. ...―
Eleanor stood over the open grave that contained the remains of her husband. She still didn’t understand what had happened. Brodie had been relatively young, only 48. He ran, ate the right food, his last physical had been damn near perfect. If...―
Rachel breathed in, slowly counting to ten before exhaling. Overwhelmed, she was close to giving in to the panic that whispered to her to run. “It’s just cold feet.” Her best friend, Nadia was helping her with her dress. “You’ll be fine once the...―
Selma lit the candles, bathing her bedroom in a warm glow. The candles sat in a circle around a full length mirror that she had placed in the middle of her room. She had found the mirror in the attic and after some considerable persuasion, had...―
“Hey lady, would you like to buy a balloon?” “No thank-you,” I say, taking my eyes off the carrousel for just a moment. Turning back to watch Juliana, I freeze. She is gone, yet the main attraction still cycles around, horses, devoid of children,...―
Even though the paper had been filled with stories about the serial killer that had been running rampant around the small town of Dumont, Stella didn’t think anything about it when she came home and found the front door unlocked and slightly ajar....―
WE NEED MORE WRITERS FOR #FRIDAYFLASH. CONTACT US TO JOIN. This is week 2 of Readers Choice for the Vamplit Friday Flash. Since I used all the prompts last week, I decided to try it again, this time with a different spin. I also decided to revisit...―
I had been on my own for a week and was beginning to regret my decision to run away from home. Sure maybe my home was a takeoff of Real Housewives of Dracula, but that was only because my mother had been big once on stage and screen. She was ...―
I missed last week’s Vamplit prompt, which was little shop of oddities. So since this week is author’s choice of oddities, I am going to use last week’s prompt. A while back I wrote a story called The Weddingi Veil. A reader had said that she ...―
“Careful opening the door. The air inside is probably stagnate, so make sure your masks are on. We don’t know for sure what Dr. Meggs was doing in here, just that he thought it best to barricade the lab.” “And kill himself.” “Yes Straka, and kill...―
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