Sunday, 31 January 2016


She was there, besides the sunflowers, looking at me quizzically. I was certain it was her. I did even see her reflection.
No, it was not a reflection, it was a shadow. Yes, it had to be a shadow.  I tried reaching out to her but, strangely, I stood rooted to the ground like a lifeless statue.
But, then, who was the girl that her parents had buried? It could not have been her.
She smiled and turned away.
A wind struck me in my face. The sunflowers trembled as if in agony.

I felt I would lose her, again.
‘I think we should leave now.’
I placed a flower on the grave and turned back.


A post for Magpie Tales and FFfAW on photo prompts.


  1. Wow! Well written. It kept me hooked till the last line.

    1. thanks Indrani for dropping by, nice that you liked the story

  2. Ooouu, creepy good! Very paranormal. Lovely story!

  3. Very nice! I like the mysterious tone of it.