I’ve just posted this story over at ‘Flash! Friday‘. The challenge was to write a 300 word story with the photo as the prompt. There are some great entries, well worth going to have a read.
“First time I’ve been back here in over twenty years. Makes my blood turn cold just looking at the place.”
Jenny gripped Ron’s hand tightly. He’d told her all about the miserable years he’d spent here as a child, about the abuse and the cruelty. She’d wanted to go to the police but he would have none of that. He felt all he needed was the courage to visit the orphanage one last time and maybe dispel some of those memories forever.
“You’re OK Ron. I’m not going to let anything happen to you. That’s why I agreed to come along. We can bury those ghosts of yours together. Where next?”
“The old greenhouse. That’s where the worst of it went on but I’m not sure about this Jen, you’ve no idea what went on in there. I can’t go back in. Come on let’s go, this was a stupid idea of mine.”
“Relax Ron, take some deep breaths. Whatever happened in that place happened a long time ago, there’s nobody in there that can hurt you now. If it will help, I’ll go in first, just to show you there’s nothing there, then you can follow.”
Ron said nothing, just nodded and waited as Jen made her way to the door of the old greenhouse. He watched her carefully all the way. As soon as she disappeared inside the air filled with her screams. Ron ran to the open door.
“Come in Ronald, come in my boy. It’s been a while but I’m so glad to see you and you’ve done so well, she’s almost perfect, just what I need for my little project. Maybe next time though, you could find one a little taller.”
“Yes master, thank you master,” muttered Ron, bowing gently, not daring to look up.