Micro-Fiction – 12

We knew he’d return someday. One night, I heard my mother screaming and I knew he was back. It was time for him to claim another victim.

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Maybe this isn’t our time and maybe love isn’t always enough. Perhaps when the time is right, it will be, and I hope we meet again…

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With time,the pain will seem easier to bear. But the axe that killed you – that will be stuck in your chest for all eternity as a reminder.

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She could’ve shot him. Instead she decided to chop him. Fingers first, one by one. Oh! The joy of watching him die a slow, painful death.

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For a long time I stood listening to the waves.

After a while, the breeze stopped carrying the screams. I’m lucky, no one rescued her.

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“There is a way out. But of course, it isn’t free.”
She hesitated, “Tell me.”
The devil grinned,”You’ve to leave all your joys here.”

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That creep-up-your-neck feeling, every time I crossed that particular tombstone, that had the these words inscribed, “Still watching you.”

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The quiet bothered me more than the cold. The arrival of others should’ve comforted me. But that’s when I realized – I was in the morgue.

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“You don’t know my mother,” she said “When she smiles like that, it’s the calm before the storm. Before the children begin to vanish.”

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They warned me, I didn’t listen. It felt so peaceful in the woods.
But it came out after dusk,screeching,wailing.
Now I’m trapped forever.

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“That simmering fear is your conscience.It wont be long before you explode and confess.”
“But… I didn’t commit the murders.”
“I know.”

 

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12 thoughts on “Micro-Fiction – 12

    • Sreesha Diva September 16, 2015 / 11:51 AM

      Oh yeah, I know him. I’ve read his book too.
      These were written as a part of a microfiction game on Twitter called Friday Phrases. I think I had even invited him to participate once (don’t remember for sure, I think I did; I keep inviting vss writers for FP all the time) He’s a bit silent on Twitter these days… *shrugs*

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  1. Beat About The Book September 16, 2015 / 12:36 PM

    Ooooh Sreesha – this is good.

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  2. Rajlakshmi September 16, 2015 / 4:50 PM

    ohh the chill I felt at the end. Brilliant!!

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  3. Kaddu September 16, 2015 / 6:19 PM

    Woah! You are good at this, Sreesha! I’m always amazed by writers who can pack so much impact in so few words!

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    • Sreesha Diva September 18, 2015 / 11:37 AM

      Thank you, Chicky πŸ™‚ All thanks to this microfiction game on Twitter called Friday Phrases. Try it out, it’s a lot of fun πŸ™‚

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  4. inquisitivegeet September 16, 2015 / 9:00 PM

    Gosh..!!! I’m still absorbing it..!! Amazingly written Sreesha!

    Cheers

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