House H(a)unting

Enjoy this short paranormal piece for your morning.

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Imaginary Friend.

I’m on a paranormal stream it seems. Enjoy.

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Caught in the Middle

Oh dear… This one made me cringe and laugh all at once. Enjoy!

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Beautiful Day

Good afternoon! I’ve started back at work after 9 months of maternity leave. The last few weeks have been a little hectic. Just a small bit of fiction. Enjoy!

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The Dark

Enjoy this little bit of fiction for your Wednesday. I hope the lights are on…

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Come play with me.

Hello! I’m back. This pregnancy is mucking me around a whole lot so not much writing or reading lately, but I’ll get there soon, hopefully.

A short story below for the season. We don’t have a huge Halloween culture in Australia, but I love an excuse to dress up and eat my daughter’s lollies.

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No one ever leaves.

“Thank you for coming. I can’t tell you how hard it is to get someone out here.”

As she opened the double doors, Rick couldn’t help but understand why no one else wanted this job. The plumbing in this house must be original, and probably wasn’t even connected to the town water supply, this far out of the main drag. There was no way he was going to be able to get this job in under what his boss had already quoted.

“Yeah. Ah, no worries. My boss thinks this should only take a day but this place looks like it might be a bigger job.”

The woman rung her hands together. Of course, Rick thought. She was worried that it was going to cost more, probably was. As he moved deeper into the foyer he noticed that the chandelier above the grand space was lit with candles, it didn’t even have electricity. Awesome. How the hell was he supposed to use his tools.

The thunk of the door bolt slamming home reverberated through the cavernous space, and he spun towards the woman, her shoulders trembled.

“I have to grab some more gear from the ute, I’ll be back in a sec.” No friggen’ way was he stepping foot back in this house. This was all just too weird, something felt off here. The way she was acting, but maybe she was just a weird lady that liked to live in the middle of nowhere, maybe she’s just not used to people in her space.

“No,” she held her hands out in front of her, her eyes darting around the room.

“Look, lady. I’m only going to be a second.”

“You can’t leave.” Her lips pressed into a thin line.

That’s when he felt it, like fingers stroking the back of his neck, making the hairs stand up. He turned slowly, the tread of his steel capped boots squeaking as he laid eyes on the last thing he would ever see.

The woman’s voice echoed in his head. “No one ever leaves.”

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Hello, Twenty Two.

Another one that gave me goosebumps as I wrote it. Part of this story actually happened to me. I’ll let you wonder about which part.

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Imaginary Friend.

I’ve been writing about death a bit lately. Not sure why? But I’ll post it as it comes. Enjoy

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