There’s Light in Darkness; I Think.

Hello! Um, I think I need to issue a warning on this piece. It is very dark. Suicide, death and dying is in it yet has some hope thrown in too. So, It’s entirely up to you if you want to go ahead and read it 🙂

This photo prompt is provided by FFFAW and you can find the weekly prompt challenge here 🙂

 

Genres: Dark/Disturbing, Tragedy & Psychological

 

 

The darkness and desolation mirror my soul: hopeless, fearful and alone. But, a light keeps moving me forward even though I wish it would dim. I truly want to die but I also want to live. The ambivalence drives me insane. Why can’t I decide once and for all one way or the other? My friend says to me “don’t do it” and I think great, I chose death and now he’s stolen the moment: I hate it when he says something to stop me. Why can’t I just go?

But, however dark I feel, how void of hope I am, that light always remains, illuminating a small spot within me. In the end, I hope I’ll find meaning from my pain and the struggles I’ve had. And If I do and if I can do good, then my life will have been worth it and I’ll have finally found my peace – that’s the plan, anyway.

 

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“Run, My Child”

Genre: Freaky, Disturbing, Dark

 

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“Run, My Child”

 

“We’ve trained you well, my little apprentice, and now it’s time for you to go”.

Ben was afraid; the people in the masks were all who he knew. 12 years ago, while his father was paying for fuel at a gas station, 3 of the masked men snatched him and took hm away: He was just 2.

The men in the masks became his family and they raised him. And in all that time, he never once saw their faces.

Daily they would train him until exhaustion made him drop: Running, combat, judo, gymnastics, swimming, karate. His mind taught to survive interrogation, toughened to survive torture. This he had all learned, and it was now his time to leave.

His Master took him out to the woods to say goodbye.

But, what Ben didn’t realize was that this training, this endurance, wasn’t for him to survive in the world – it was to survive them.

Ben was their prey – and, shortly after the goodbye, the hunt would begin.

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A late VisDare (here), but this photo blew me away when I saw it and it just had to become a story.

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Coming Apart

Genre: Paranormal/Supernatural

 

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Coming Apart

 

Christ, how long have I been like this? I feel like I’ve been sleeping for 1000 years. Ow! I am really aching.

What is this wrapped around me? I can see and feel my feet and legs, but what’s the story with my back and arms, and why can’t I think properly?

God, I ache.

I’ve got to get out from this cocoon: I need to muster a lot of effort now. Here goes….

Ow! Now that hurt! Jesus, am I stiff, I’m having difficulty even stretching.

What is this place? Do I live here? It looks familiar, but barely. What a mess, what happened?

My mind feels empty yet fragmented. I can’t seem to recall…..

Are those voices I hear? I better get up. Ow! I can’t move properly.

“Hello?”

I don’t know why they are not answering, but I can hear them coming in… My body is hurting like hell.

Finally.

“Can you help me get up please?”

How rude, they are totally ignoring me. They are not deaf because I can see them talking to each other. Nor are they blind because one of them is looking right at me.

This is very strange.

“Excuse Me…Hello?”

I don’t believe this, they’ve left. Oh forget it, I’ll get up when I’m good and ready. I’ll just stay sitting here for a little bit longer until my body starts functioning again.

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The ‘Ne Plus Ultra’ Address

Genre: Science Fiction

 

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The ‘Ne Plus Ultra’ Address

“Welcome, welcome, to the future that is Binary-Genetic Engineering!

Here at the Institute of Ne Plus Ultra Perfection, we are incredibly excited to announce that what was once a mere idea in one of sciences greatest mind, has now become a reality!

My friends: The prototype that begun this expansion on nature just one decade ago – Yes, just 10 years ago – is finally now ready for its grand launch to the world in a few short days!

Model XJ-2251 came out of its Beta testing stage a few months ago and I’m overjoyed to say that there has been no glitches in its system!

We have created the perfect Woman. Men no longer need contend with the associated trivialities and annoyances of human women. No, all that is past, and Model XJ-2251 is just the beginning, the here and the now…. the future.

So, to all my friends and colleagues who made this dream possible, please, raise your glasses…’To reality, and to the present’ and may all Men prosper with longevity and eternity!….Cheers”

 

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The Soul Pushers

Genre: Paranormal/Supernatural

 

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The Soul Pushers

 

“Why do they always insist on holding onto that tree: They can’t stay forever: They’re going to have to eventually pass into the light, or rather the dark, as in their case:.. Every single time we must endure this”

“Well, they don’t want to let their souls go: too afraid of what lies ahead of them”

“They are going to have to face their futures in Hell at some point”

“Yeah, and that’s the problem”

“Well, dismembering bodies, murder, torture, rape, battery: That is the problem. What did they expect? A free ticket from their existence upon death?… It simply doesn’t work like that”

“We know that, but if they knew it, they’d never of committed those crimes in the first place”

“And that’s the justice… They thought Death Row and the Electric Chair was bad enough; and now, here they are knowing full well they will spend the rest of eternity feeling the pain they inflicted on their victims… Foolish, foolish people”

“Well, it was the choices they made when they were alive”

“True”

“Come on, lets just pry their hands off the tree and shift their souls on before the next lot arrive”

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Will They still be the Same

Genre: Chilling, Psychological

 

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Will They still be the Same

 

“Come on in” said the clown: The children were very scared.

“I won’t hurt you, I promise”: The children still held back.

“If you all come in I shall pay the entry for you, the experience will be free!”: The children thought about it.

“And, if you come now – I will give you free passes forever”: Now, the children were getting excited.

“This is the Fun-House children, happiness assured by me, your friendly clown”: The children felt more at ease, approached and ascended the steps.

“Well done my little friends. Now, just push the door open and all of you step inside”: The children did as they were told.

The door closed and locked behind them: in the dark they felt very afraid.

They heard the clown once more: “Children, this is ‘My’ Fun-House, try to get to the other door, see if you can leave!”.

There was no other way out:

And 6 years later the children are still missing.

 

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160 Words

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Beauty is in the Flesh

Genre: Disturbing/Dark

150 words

 

 

 

Beauty is in the Flesh

 

I stare, move my head from side to side and ponder that this is a new angle from which I have never seen my beauty.

Perhaps if I kiss this mirror my reflection will be me, as I am, so very pretty.

I kneel and I kiss.

I close my eyes excited to see that me, I change the way I am looking in this shiny object.

I take a breath and….

I look ugly! Why is this not showing my beauty?!

“Mommy”!!

She’ll come running in a moment to me, me who is her little, beautiful princess.

“Mommy, this mirror I look ugly in, why Mommy?”

Then she explains that what I see is the reflections fault and that I am indeed pretty and beautiful.

Mommy always makes me feel better.

I stand up to go back into the house. But first I must do something.

I cough, and then at the horrid mirror, I spit my phlegm.

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