Wallow – Friday Fictioneers

Here is my latest entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

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Copyright – Renee Heath

– Wallow –

The candle had burned constantly for three years. Sophia had protested strongly at this persistent state of mourning. Nobody had listened.

She had left the door open on windy, wintry nights, hoping for a strong gust to extinguish the flame.

She had tried pinching out the flame herself, but her fingers just couldn’t seem to grasp hold of the charred wick.

She sighed, watching as the community indulged in more prayers as the third anniversary night progressed

When would they ever understand that she had wanted to pass over, that she was happy to be gone?

Living was definitely over-rated.

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34 thoughts on “Wallow – Friday Fictioneers

    1. Not necessarily suicide, but sometimes I think that those who are dying really do just want to be able to let go. Thank you for reading and commenting – much appreciated!

  1. Freya, I can understand how distressing that might be for the poor ghost. 😦 Seems they have to accept she’s gone and she has to accept it’s beyond her ability to control them. On the other hand, maybe their actions are meant to help her totally pass over which she doesn’t seem to have done. Well written. 🙂

    Susan

    1. Lots and lots of ‘perhaps’ in this short story, yes? All I know is she feels very, very frustrated! I would want to be remembered and mourned, but not for life to stop for those left behind, in the process. Thank you!

  2. An interesting take on the prompt. The last line made me go back and read it again, and once I knew she was a ghost, each line took on a new meaning. Great stuff.

  3. What a unique perspective! How rare to get a glimpse into death from the deceased’s POV. Very sad, but it was also somewhat comforting, as she had come to accept her death. Wonderful story!

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