Who doesn’t like to read ghost stories? Isn’t that a staple in childhood? Loren Eaton hosts Advent Ghosts, a yearly call for micro ghost stories to be shared during the dark days of winter. Writers write a ghost story in exactly 100 words and then post it to their blog on Friday, December 19th.
Here’s what I came up with this year, “The Dark is Silent.” Want to read a few more? Visit Loren’s blog, I Saw Lightning Fall, and find links to over a dozen more.
Happy Winter Solstice!
The Dark is Silent
By Erin Cole
It happens after the kids fall asleep. When she comes. Always a whisper, always cold. She wants me to understand why she ended it all. I’m told the voices are only fabrications, but I’ve never invented such darkness, not like she does.
Tonight, I stand in the kids’ bedroom, hoping, praying she will leave. They whimper and toss. Is she whispering her darkness into their little ears?
The nightlight dims, flickers. I wait. The icy wind blows outside, still not as cold as her thoughts.
I don’t hear her. She’s gone.
No—
Now, I can see her.
She screams silence.
Thank you, Simon, and another thanks for introducing me to Advent Ghosts.
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Ooh, lovely. Such delicious language.
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Thanks so much, Scott!
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Thanks KJ!
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Thank you!
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Thanks Rhonda. I was looking for that perfect creepiness!
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Nice. Love the last line.
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This sent a chill down my spine.
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Creepy good. Well done!
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She screams silence. What a fantastic and exceptionally chilling image. Wow.
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