Microfiction: Ghost Stories

 

 Never Knew I Died  

    My entire life has been a series of disappointments. I never have expectations and I always end up being disappointed. I never feel like I am seen or heard, no one pays any mind to me. I feel invisible like I could walk through walls. My parents treat me like a missing person but I have been right in front of their eyes all along, they cry for me every night, but I never left. They talk about me in the past tense, I never understood why. They aren't happy on my birthday, and they never buy me any toys anymore. They took all of my things and boxed them up and hid them in the attic. It's not fair, they treat me like a ghost.

A Terrible Costume

    This year for Halloween I want to go as something I have never been before. We often wear costumes of the things we fear, the things that we want to be, or the things we could only imagine in our worst nightmare. This year, with the collection of sexy nurses and spooky zombies, I want to be something never before seen. I want to carve a bright smile, match it with some clown makeup, and wear my best dress. I want to shock the world and the little old ladies who will hand me a single "fun-sized" snickers bar. I want to take off my mask and scare the masses. This year for Halloween I am going to be happy. 

Authors Note:

In light of this being October 1st, I wanted to write some scary stories. Given more time I would certainly expand upon these two stories, but I wanted to create a sense of Halloween with a twist. For the first story, I imagine a child who has passed away to unknown circumstances that have come back as a ghost that haunted their parents because they do not know that they have died. For the second story, I wanted to take a "Joker" approach and write a story about someone who carves a big smile onto their mouth and goes from door to door as a happy person. Although neither of these stories is entirely original, I had a lot of fun imagining these two scenarios. 

Image information: A Ghost Story