The Cluttered Table
Whenever I happened to look at the window, I felt that the girl in that room had moved away in a flash and had hidden herself behind the cluttered table.
This feeling, somehow, did not bother me. But one day, as she
tried to move away, she let out a loud, painful scream.
I waited for some time, hoping that someone would come to her
help.
Her screams were unending and were becoming feeble.
‘I should call an ambulance.......but she needs immediate
help…... why can’t I help her?’
I was shocked when I entered her room. It was empty.
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Word count 100
A post for Friday Fictioneers on a picture post.
I do like a convincing ghost story. A call for help from the past, so disturbing.
ReplyDeleteWill he follow her. I wonder?
ReplyDeletewill he follow her? who knows? thanks for reading the story
DeleteThat would be a shock. I like how you built up to the ending. I wasn't expecting that empty room.
ReplyDeletethanks for liking my story.
ReplyDeleteOh dear! I hope he is not next!
ReplyDeleteHi i b arora - full of mystery and intrigue - was it a ghost, or an imagination gone wild. Much to ponder with in these few words.
ReplyDeleteWith smiles, Jenny
I read somewhere that a good ghost story is one wherein no ghost appears. thanks for reading the story
DeleteGood mystery story. I wonder what has become of her.
ReplyDeleteeven i don't know what happened to her. thanks
DeleteMaybe when her screams weakened, she was finally allowed to severe the bonds of this earth and her soul was allowed to go home. It would be chilling to hear the screams over so long but open the door to an empty room.
ReplyDeletethanks for reading and commenting .
DeleteChilling.
ReplyDeletePerhaps her soul was visiting the scene of that something unspeakable that happened in the past. Intriguing!
ReplyDeletethanks Keith for stopping by on my blog
DeleteGhost or nightmare? Or both?
ReplyDeletesomethings need to be imagined
DeleteChilling. I wonder if anyone else can hear the screams... -Angela
ReplyDeleteThanks
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