Write a story where someone sees the shadow of someone standing behind them.
Posted in Mystery on Oct 21, 2022
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“Double Walker” by Steffen Lettau
I had only one regret, and this might be the only chance I will have to tell it. I was going to visit my grandparents in Germany, mainly at the behest of my parents. Mind you, I love my grandparents, but I haven't seen them in years; I only hoped that they would recognize me. The last time I was in Germany, I was barely past the age of twelve years and, as a kid, I was privy to share much of my experience...
“Mechanical Hearts” by Delbert Griffith
I met Seneca’s shadow before I met Seneca. It seems a strange thing to say but that’s how I remember it. We were both going to the local 24-hour grocery store at 3:38 A.M. on a Tuesday morning. Tuesdays, by their very nature, are unromantic, but that’s where the romance began. A girl with no legs captured my cupid-immune heart.**************“Yo! Buddy! Move aside for the mobile people!”Anson had seen a shadow creep up behind him as he waited for the “WALK” sign to activate at the stree...
“He Turned” by Eileen Turner
He Turned Sweat trickled down from the crease in his forehead, first to the corner of his right eye, then down past his nose onto his lip. He wanted to wipe it away. But he didn’t dare. His hands clenched the sides of his jacket – tightly, to stop them from trembling. Controlling even the depth of his respirations ...
“Alpaca Republic” by Scott Christenson
My father casts his shadow 50 feet over my shoulder out onto the cobblestones of Prazania Square. The outline of his preposterous Generals hat is the icing on the cake. If someone had told me I would be standing in front of his statue wearing the same hat giving a speech to the nation, I would have laughed, but reality is stranger than fiction.Side note: by law, my father's statue is the tallest structure in the capital city. Which is fine by me because I build most of my structures underground.I face t...
“Sincerely Yours” by Jennifer Cameron
Dear Bradley, I dressed for death today, burnt oranges and smoky greys. Everyone else is wearing black but that is such a cold colour, and you were all fire and warmth, so I wrapped myself in your fire to say goodbye. I don’t really know how to write today, and my tears are staining the page, now the ink is smudging but I needed you to know that I’m thinking of you. Your mum said, ‘I know how much you love...
“A Squirely Halloween” by Charlie Murphy
A shadow stood behind me.I gasped and turned around.“You scared me, jerk!” I slugged Marzipan.“Sorry, are you ready to go?”“I dunno. I have no freakin' idea what I’m looking for.”"That’s why we’re going.”“But it’s been five years since I dressed up.”“Well, it’ll be fun shopping.”“Yeah .” I ran the brush through my long, blond hair. “’Ooh! Check this out, Gloria.”I turned my head. “Uh, no way!”“You don’t wanna be a sexy pirate?" Marzipan smiled holding...
“G-R-A-N-D-M-A” by AnneMarie Miles
My husband thinks I’m crazy, but I know I see your shadow. In the moments when the light is right. Outside on a sunny day, or even inside amidst the dim lights we’ve set for our relaxing jazzy evenings. I know I told you not to leave me, but I meant, stay here, don’t die. I didn’t mean for you to haunt me like I’m living out some spooky, Halloween movie. The sun is shining through the window this morning. It’s warming up our dining area/living area – no, we haven’t found a bigger plac...
“Your Pal Pete” by Angeliki P
Peter is very serious about becoming your forever friend, but you don’t know this yet. You don’t even know what it means. In the beginning, you stand at the edge of your aunt’s walkway with your suitcase in hand, squinting against the sun. A friend of your father’s drives away in his pickup. Exhaust fumes linger above the asphalt like a black ghost, encumbered by humidity. Aunt Wendy appears on the front porc...
“Toxic Breakup” by Gina Kopcrak
Jessica laughed before throwing back another whiskey shot. The bitterness sent a shiver through her body. Strobe lights lit the club in flashes of blue and red. The combination of the alcohol, the pounding music, and the lights made her dizzy. There were so many bodies packed into the small space, grinding, dancing, drinking, pressing up against each other. She saw him from across the crowd, and they ...
“My Name is Adrian” by Devadeep Gupta
My Name is Adrian My name is Adrian, and I cannot sleep. I see his shadow behind me. He is standing behind me… or is he? I imagine his voice. That deep, booming baritone lets everyone know that he was born to be the King. He is gone, but I still hear it. There is darkness all around me. I am alone in my room. Why do I still...
“Trick or Treat!” by Sydney Holt
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. The flickering of the library lights was tantamount to blaring alarms. Larissa groaned internally as she brought her head up from the desk. It was well past midnight at this point; not an unreasonable time for somebody her age to be awake, but unpleasant nonetheless. Once she spotted it, she had no idea how long the shadow had been there. The shadow was tall and flickered along...
“After-School Walk” by Ace Burnside
Hildred Brasher had not walked home after school in many a year—probably not since his parents had his little sister, Zariah, and even less so when they had his even littler sister, Margaret. Which was a shame, really, because he had once truly and deeply loved these walks. They were just about as peaceful as his chaotic, violent mess of a life could possibly get, although that wasn't saying much.It wasn't that his parents were helicopter parents or anything of the sort. If anything, it was the precise opposite. They pro...
“A sale is a sale!” by Laura Ethington
Feeling wildly pleased with herself, Sara walked back to her apartment from the flea market, prize in hand. On a crisp Saturday morning, she had no idea her coffee walk would lead her to this little market. Well, it was more like a few tables on the side of the street where the Sunday Farmer's market typically was. But still! It was New York City, and a sale was a sale! With an overly sweetened pumpkin ...
“The Dark Reality” by Zoë Page
And it was there – inches from me – I let out a scream and felt as if I rotted into the mystery – I couldn’t see – I swung wildly with it in my grasp and then – and then – then… * We’ve learnt to live in darkness. For years now we have faced little light and have adapted our ways to fit the safety precautions. Nobody leaves their homes in the...
“Mystic's Mountain” by Jeannette Miller Mickenham
The air was still and quiet. Fresh snowfall from the night before blanketed the grounds of the mountain resort like a winter wonderland seen on postcards begging someone to leave their footprints as proof they existed. The light from the full moon reflected off the new snow lighting Lucy’s way as she walked the path to the equipment shed. The new snow felt crunchy under Lucy’s feet. Perfect for building a snowma...
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