Paranoid? Am I really!  

Joe Somebody sat at his laptop and stared at the screen. He just couldn’t begin his story for the day.

“What should I write about?” he thought to himself. “Come on, think”. But it was no use, nothing was coming.

And then he saw it.

“What the…?” He was initially alarmed at seeing the fly sitting there on his keyboard, he didn’t like flies. But then clarity hit him: The reason why his entire life he had felt like something or someone was always watching him, judging him, and scrutinizing his every move and making him paranoid, was because it was true, he really was being watched and the fly was the proof.

With his suspicions confirmed, he now knew he wasn’t crazy and that he’d been right the whole time. And the rock solid evidence was there, sitting on his computer, watching him.

But, how was he now supposed to write a story??

He got it! He would write about this very thing. He would write a story centered around his justified paranoia.

“Yes”, he thought. “That could work”!

He began to type. And half an hour later he had written his story.

It may not be the best story he had ever written. But in the end, after finally discovering the truth, he had stopped staring at that screen. And if it wasn’t for discovering the truth, he wouldn’t have had a story to write.

He was pleased. Sort of. If he hadn’t of had this epiphany he wouldn’t have had a story. But, what will be do now that he knows the truth? He didn’t know. Maybe he’ll write about and answer that one tomorrow. This day had been eventful enough.

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Treasure is a Find, or is it?

Genre: Mystery – Paranormal/Supernatural

 

 

Tom and Max, 11-year-old buddies, stopped at the beach to skim some stones each trying to outdo the other. Reaching down for a pebble, Max  spotted something.

“Tom, look at this”

He was about to pick it up when Tom yelled at him,

“Don’t touch it!”

Max froze. And pulling his friend away, Tom began to relay the story he’d been told as a child.

A Pirate ship sank 1100 years ago killing its entire crew.  Its dead crew now exists in the Netherworld, Realm of the Un-dead. But, to survive there they must consume the souls of the living, so they lure their victims with cursed gold.

Max laughed at how crazy his friend sounded and picked up the gold anyway. Big mistake. Within seconds the sea roared to life. Gigantic waves loomed over as Invisible hands pulled them under.

And as they drowned,  the Pirates who were hungry and ready to feast on their own new-found treasure, harvested their souls.

 

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Word Count 163.

Hi All 🙂 For some reason I have really struggled today with writing this story (maybe it’s the heat – that’s my excuse!!)  So, I’m not sure if I got it across right. I just hope it isn’t overly too bad! 😉

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Realms of a Garden (?)

Realms of a Garden (?)

 

I always dreamt of having a garden and never in my wildest dreams did I think I would ever have one.

Okay, I’m 75 now, but having lived in flats all my life and not having the financial means to move, I settled on it as being one of life’s wishes: until a wonderful man entered my life.

He is wealthy, very wealthy, and when he learnt of my deepest dreams he went and made as many as he could come true.

He and I may not have many years of life left in us, but the years we do have left will be lived out as if they were a dream: and this beautiful garden where I stand now is one of those dreams.

Sometimes, though, I still feel as if there is a need to open my eyes and wake up…. (???!)

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(folks, make of the ending whatever you wish! 🙂 )

 

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