This is a Three Things Challenge as set by the haunted wordsmith, see link below:
https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/06/11/
three-things-challenge-11-june-2018/
Here are the three words for 11 June 2018: cat, grass, midnight
Here is my attempt:
It was funny how things looked so different at night. The colours had somehow leached out of everything. The grass no longer looked green, but a funny grey colour. It was a bright night though. There was hardly a cloud in the sky and the moon was only just short of being full. It shone brightly, casting an eerie silver light over everything.
It was a warm night too. The humidity was quite stifling, maybe the black clothes were not such a good idea.
Just then the clock in the old church chimed midnight.
If it was going to happen, It should happen now. The dead were supposed to walk abroad at midnight and this was supposed to be the most haunted graveyard in the country.
It was old alright, some of those graves were dated in the 1700’s. Their stones badly weathered and the names only barely legible.
Mrs Annie Pruitt, born 1723 Died 1777.
John Crain, Born 1751 died 1801.
The most famous haunted grave of all was on the outskirts of the graveyard, just beyond it’s boundaries.
Here Lies Jack Brabham born 1773 Hanged 1811. “Seek for me not in heaven. For my wicked deeds I dwell below” read the stone.
He had been known as the Panther. He used to prowl the area murdering and raping women who were out at night. His ghost had often been sighted in the area.
Just then he heard a rustling of the bushes and he felt his heart beating faster, trying to erupt from his chest. His breathing increased in panic.
Then a small black cat emerged and looked at him with golden eyes reflecting the bright moon.
“A black cat”, He thought to himself, “In some places it is a good omen and some believe it to be bad luck. I wonder which it is this time?”
Then he turned and pulled down the balaclava, hiding his features and began looking for his next victim.
The End
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 11/June/2018
Photograph provided by my friend Michelle Greensted
Creepy….loved it 🙂 Nice twist ending!
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Thank you. I felt creeped out by it, writing from that point of view…:-)
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I don’t often write from the pov of the bad guy, but it can be interesting some times. I don’t think I have a mean bone in my body and it is hard to put yourself in those shoes.
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Yes, that Is what I love about writing and reading it takes you places that you wouldn’t want to go in real life. It is interesting to play a different part. 🙂
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Awwww he’s soooo cute!
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That’s my friends cat. She’s a darling.
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😁😁 well she’s a lovely cat 🐾
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I’m thinking you are drawing your inspiration from the places you have been visiting! It shows!
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Yes, I didn’t think of that. It could be a bit of Dracula coming out 😉
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Waking up at sunrise, I wondered, where am I and how long had I been here? The skin on my sides felt raw. Had I rubbed against something? My tongue felt scratchy and tasted like butt.
The last thing I remember ….sneaking out at midnight to smoke cat grass.
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😉 Yes I gather it can do that LOL.
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