Write about a character who discovers something while raking leaves in their neighborhood.
Posted in Mystery on Dec 2, 2022
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“The hatch.” by Michael Blight
“Jeez. What a dump.” Henry said to himself as he pushed his way through the rusty wrought iron gate. All around him, nature had tried her best to reclaim the abandoned property. Overgrown grass had covered almost all of the front yard, with the dead remains of bushes scattered around the tall hedge fence line. Ivy had been left to grow uncontrollably up and down the 2 story Victorian style house, while sections of roof t...
“Garden Purse” by Jennifer Taylor
I grew up calling her, Sizzle, at least, that’s what the neighborhood kids called her. All I knew about Sizzle was that she had an open mailbox stuffed with soggy newspapers and somehow survived in a crumbly house above a garbage heap claimed by vultures and feral cats. It was clear to me how her name rendered from Cecile to Sizzle. She was baking in filth—a gingerbread woman with two mouse turd eyes and three hairball b...
“A CARPET OF COLORFUL BLACK LEAVES” by Mara Masolini
A CARPET OF COLORFUL BLACK LEAVES Saul was in charge of raking the leaves which in that season ____it was late November___ continued to fall like rain from the lindens, the poplars, plane trees, and oaks. The gardens had to be cleaned and also the sidewalks and the street ( had to be cleaned). Yet he, Saul, felt displeasure in destroying those...
“Present in the Leaves” by Kimberly McFetridge
Unlike most people in the fall who dread raking leaves, Joan was thoroughly enjoying it. Not only was it satisfying to revel in the clean yard afterwards, but it was also great exercise and an opportunity to enjoy the crisp, sunny day outside with her eight-year-old daughter and three-year-old German Shepherd mix. Chelsea was joyfully helping her mother gather the leaves into a pile and jumping into them after...
“Unbeleafable Horror!” by Lorrel Cooper
The day has finally come! The day when tradition passes on new responsibilities, an opportunity to stand among the ranks of all the great heroes that came before… “Hey! Are you listening to me? I’m not going to repeat myself half-stack!” The moment the rake was thrust forward into his unprepared hands, Emery was wretched from his daydreams. Clumsily he managed to catch the wooden han...
“Inheritance” by Lonnie Larson
Fred, at twenty, is the owner/operator of a successful lawn care service. He started this service as a means to make extra money during the summer when he turned fifteen. He would go around his neighborhood asking the people if they would like him to mow their lawns, rake their leaves or trim hedges and bushes. He soon developed a loyal following. But there was one house at the very far end of the lane that he was told t...
“Gold and Bronze” by Jed Cope
He doesn’t have a favourite time of year, but if he were forced to, after considerable torture and at gunpoint, to say something, not to stop the torture, not because of the gun which holds no fear for him whatsoever, but to make them go away, he would choose the Autumn, or as the Americans call it, Fall. He is not bothered with the Americans, they are a loud and brash nation too busy making a lot of nois...
“The heartless photographer” by Ksenija Rubež
Click, click, click. He continued taking photos of the lake, despite the strong wind, which at times made him squint. He was underdressed, which made the experience even more freezing, and he managed to click a few more times before going back into his house. At least I took these pictures, he thinks to himself. He looks at his camera roll with a smile. As he looked through the window, the ho...
“The New Arrival” by Zadie Schrader
Things had a tendency to show up in Twinlake. From a teenage boy who’d last been spotted at a roller skating rink three years ago, to celebrities everyone had forgotten, to relics of the past found in unruly bushes and beneath the floorboards of the town hall. That was probably where the town got its motto. “If it’s not here, it’s nowhere!” It was probably referring to the many artisans that sat on the st...
“Mole Meet Hammer” by Gregory Day
The ice cream truck was working later than normal this year. The thermometer read 80 degrees, an unusual temperature for November in the Midwest. It was great weather for Gerry. It meant he could play outside and ride his bike far past Halloween. It was now November 21, about a month before Gerry’s favorite holiday. Christmas meant more this year to Gerry because he was in a new foster home and he finally had a family he...
“Fallen Leaves” by Ross Dyter
The fall air was crisp and cold, but the sun on Leon’s back was warm, making him sweat as he worked his way steadily across the grass, the tines of his rake singing as he gathered the leaves into piles. This square of grass was his little slice of heaven, he sat on one of the benches most days reading his paper, eating a sandwich from the corner deli, watching the world go by. The poplar trees cast cool shade i...
“Decision of a Cause” by Douglas W. Carr
Joe lived in a rural community and had turned his backyard into a massive garden with many vegetables, trees, flowers, cactus, and other miscellaneous plants. Because he lived in the north where winters could be harsh and lengthy, he made it an annual chore to collect fallen leaves to insulate all his plants—so they had a chance to survive the winter. As such,...
“Leaving Grace” by Victoria Rose
The rake leaned against the wall. Unused. When I moved in five years ago, the cherry tree was barely alive. Only in my imagination could I envision the majesty of the tree in its prime. I witnessed the death of the tree and not its vibrancy. I grieved for what I missed. In the empty space, I envision a terraced garden, a mix of herbs and flowers. With shovel in hand, I began to dig in the ground. As I dug I felt somethin...
“Betrayal in the Wind” by Nikolas Zarate
In the small town of Skystead, Washington, the townspeople have still not recovered from the disappearance of local teen Anita Callahan, the daughter of mayor Carlos Callahan. Her disappearance is still a mystery after a whole year; the only thing known is that she was supposed to hang out with friends on the day of her death, but she never showed up. She was set to meet teens Rosita Lamicella, Evan Espi...
“Protecting Merchent Mansion” by Patricia Merewether
I've inhabited this house for nearly two hundred years and watched generations of my family take their first breath and their last. I know their secrets. My name is Thomas Merchant, I was the previous corporeal Merchant, and I remain here to protect this house forever. I wasn't even dead when the first realtor knocked on our door and shoved papers and a business card at me before even saying hello. I tol...
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