Sunday Photo Fiction – The Town Bogeyman

© Mike Vore

“Don’t be such a scaredy cat, Lily!” Amber called to her friend who was at least twenty feet behind her and Debbie.

“Can you blame her?” Debbie said.

“Oh, not you too! “ Amber stopped in the middle of the road and placed her hands on her hips.  “Should we just turn back, then?”

Debbie stopped, turned back to look at Lily who was just catching up, and gnawed on a fingernail.  “I don’t know.  It’s late and…”

“…and after those stories you told, who wouldn’t be freaked?” Lily finished for Debbie.

Amber laughed.  “Guys, they were made up!”

**

The sky was just beginning to show signs of daybreak when they made it to the house.  Boarded up, overgrown with weeds, it had become the town bogeyman.  Amber was the first to walk up the stairs.

“What was that?” Lily’s voice caught in her throat and she came to a sudden halt at the bottom of the stairs.

“It was the stairs, dummy.  They’re old.”  Amber rolled her eyes and walked up to the window.  Just as she placed her hands on the slit between the boards, an ear-shattering scream blasted the silence.

Amber didn’t think, she ran.  Tripping down the stairs, she landed on her butt, but was up again and racing for home before her friends could react.


The rules for Sunday Photo Fiction are to create a story/poem or something using around 200 words with the photo as a guide, although it doesn’t have to be center stage.  This one comes in at 221 words.

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Happy Sunday!

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