Friday Fictioneers: Ghosts
“Don’t go there.”
“It’s condemned. You don’t want to fall through the floor and break leg.”
“It’s haunted. Ghosts will get you.”
Words JD had heard all his life. Now that he was grown, no one could stop him.
He crept up to the old building, stood with his back to the wall and listened.
No sounds of ghosts.
He looked in a broken window.
He searched the house. No Ghosts.
He left disappointed.
Two ghosts watched ten-year old JD leave.
“Why not tell him?”
“He’s too young. He’ll return when he’s older. He’ll help us then.”
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Rochelle Wisoff-Fields hosts the writing challenge Friday Fictioneer. She posts a photo and we write a 100 word flash fiction about the photo.