Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wissof-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….
Copyright – Mary Shipman
For years she felt malice pouring out of the walls, sticking to the soles of her shoes, tugging at the split ends of her hair. The real estate agent assured her it would sell quickly, but after eternity on the market, she lost any hope. The day the bedroom window shattered and pieces cut across her back, she finally found the courage to pack her suitcase. It was no surprise when the staircase crumbled beneath her, sending her flying to the basement floor. Lying there, limbs impossibly twisted, she could swear a voice snickered from above: “Going somewhere, Missy?”
Today I tip my hat to the endless stream of horror movies that I enjoyed watching as a kid. Over the years I lost my taste for that genre, not sure if that’s because of me growing up or quality slipping down.
Anyway, here’s to all those scary nights and monsters under the bed.
Snow's Fissures and Fractures 
Wouldn’t want to live there!
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Who would? But once inside, no way out.
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What really made this horrific is that last line! Very well done!
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Thank you, Sandra. It’s a fine line between delivering an interesting last line and going over the top.
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Creepy – really. The shattering glass was delightfully horrid. Kudos.
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Tnx, I always find delight in small details.
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You can check in any time your want but you can never leave….
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Welcome, welcome… 🙂 Tnx, Björn.
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wonderful fiction and fantastic photos. I tend toward the creepy bits myself lol!! Well, I prefer to think of it as the mysterious!!
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I try to deliver something different every week, this time it was a bit of horror. Thank you for your lovely compliment.
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My favorite genre!! And you did it very well. 🙂
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Thank you, I tried my best.
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Absolutely chilling! Just like Bjorn, my thoughts jumped to “Hotel California.” Perfect imagery here- it flowed just like a horror film!
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As always, thank you for your kind words. I was going for that vibe.
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One way home – spooky! 🙂
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One way in, no way out. Thank you.
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That ending was really strong – I can almost hear the creepy laughter echoing …
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Tnx, I am so glad it came across that well.
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Home sweet home 🙂 Horrifying story, you shook me really good.
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Tnx amiga!
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Was there a clown tucked in the shadows somewhere in there?
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I wish, I am not afraid of clowns.
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Lore`, Really creepy and a fitting memorial to all those all horror movies.
I love the photo of the old mansion photographed in black and white. It looks like the one from “Psycho.” Well written. 🙂 —Susan
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Thank you, again I had fun searching for a story in the photo. Nevermind the typo, it happens to me all the time.
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Sorry about the typo. It’s supposed to read “all those ‘old’ horror movies.” 🙂 —Susan
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Will she ever escape? I opt for a fairy tale ending…great story!
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I think there’s no happy end for her. Thank you!
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That’s wonderful. From now on I’ll be using the lift. (Is that Norman Bates’ pad?)
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I love this opening line: “For years she felt malice pouring out of the walls, sticking to the soles of her shoes, tugging at the split ends of her hair.” Tugging at the split ends, is particularly fabulous. I’m impressed with how compact this story is, with such a solid punch! The last line totally nails it!
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Sometimes it’s like painting the picture…you step back and try to get it in one sentence. Thank you.
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Exactly! Nice job painting! 😉
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That would make a good horror movie, a more “traditional” rather than “modern” one I reckon.
I love your description of “malice”.
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I saw few of the “modern” horror movies, they leave me indifferent. Thank you for your compliment.
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OMG scared my pants off! And that house has been my bane since I saw Psycho back when I was around 10 years old!
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Yes, there’s nothing like a good old horror movie. 🙂
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Too True! And you did a good one here! 🙂
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Truly a house of horrors. Nicely done.
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Thank you!
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Dear Snow, You really showed your mastery of the macaab! It does look like cousin Norman’s house (ha ha) but I wonder where “Mother” is? Good job – Really Good Job! Nan
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Thank you, Nan! Such a wonderful compliment!
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Scary!
Lily
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Thank you. 😀
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Sinister. I like the line about the window breaking and cutting her – very visual. And the house’s voice at the end is really creepy. She really needs a nosey neighbour to pop round now and save her.
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It’s always a chellenge to paint a vivid picture in 100 words. Thank you.
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A chilling tale. The goosebumps erupted when I read: “Going somewhere, Missy?” Excellent job!
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Thank you very much!
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