This Younger Generation: Fiction Friday

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

FF 137 J Hardy Carroll

Photo copyright J Hardy Carroll

This Younger Generation

As the front door creaked open, all the ghosts flew to the attic. Nobody had been to the manor in more than a decade.

Marmaduke, the oldest, took command. “Horatio, see who it is.”

“Not dressed like this,” he replied, ashamed of his ragged attire from being run over by a horse-drawn carriage during a thunderstorm.

Celeste sobbed, causing blood to drip from the knife in her back. “Why can’t they just stay away?”

The ghosts huddled in a corner, avoiding Marmaduke’s gaze. If I weren’t already dead, he sighed heavily, this younger generation would be the death of me.

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