Friday Fictioneers: The Premonition

© roger bultot

© roger bultot

“I haven’t slept in years.”

“Why’s that, do you think?” The therapist sucked his pencil thoughtfully.

“As soon as I try to sleep I have visions of dying. Even as a child. I’d shut my eyes and I’d see my death. It didn’t stop me sleeping then. Now I’m older each night I fear death will take me.

‘You know that’s an irrational thought.”

“I know but I can’t help it.”

“Tonight you’ll sleep. I’ll hypnotize you to believe you won’t die and you’ll sleep like a dead man.”

The headlines read Dead man found in bedroom after the fire.

In response to the above photo prompt for Friday Fictioneers.

About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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30 Responses to Friday Fictioneers: The Premonition

  1. micklively says:

    Now that’s unlucky. 😉
    Clever idea.

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  2. ansumani says:

    Now that became a self-fulfilling prophecy….Maybe our irrational fears serve a purpose ? Nice one.

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  3. sometimes the cure sucks…

    “The operation was a success, the patient died.”

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  4. Charli Mills says:

    You write dark humor so well. I’m chuckling and shaking my head. Love those last two lines!

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  5. Sandra says:

    People messing with your head… no good ever comes of it. 🙂 Different take.

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  6. gahlearner says:

    Ouch! At least he died well rested. Great spin on the prompt.

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  7. milliethom says:

    That’s put me off the idea of hypnotism for good, Irene. 🙂 As a near-insomniac, the idea appealed before. But permanent sleep’s not on my agenda just yet … Clever story and well written.

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  8. luckyjc007 says:

    Stay away from that therapist…unless you want to get a permanent fix without even knowing your getting it!

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  9. Of all times he needed to be awake! Luck wasn’t on his side. Great Story Irene.

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  10. Glad to know that when I’m awake every morning at 4 am that it’s for a reason. Ha ha I just thought it was menopause. 😉

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  11. Oh the irony of that sleep…

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  12. rgayer55 says:

    Who says dreams can’t come true? Poor guy was just dreaming the wrong dream.
    Well written, Irene.

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  13. Caerlynn Nash says:

    Oh my! That was quite a premonition. Unique response to the prompt.

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