The Ghost: Friday Fictioneers

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“Orbs are ghosts.” Colin was adamant.

“No they’re not. You can see that’s no ghost. It’s on a pole holding it up.” Riley shook the pole  to emphasize his point.

“Stupid. That is just a metal ball. The orb is a ghost I’m telling you.”

“What about Queen Mary’s orb then?”

“Well she’s a ghost. Why shouldn’t her orb be a ghost too.”

“Cause stupid, she carried it when she was alive.”

“Then it must be someone elses ghost. I bet this shines spooky blue at night when the ghosts wake up.”

“We’ll check it out tonight. C’mmon I’m hungry.

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In response to the photo prompt kindly supplied by Sandra Crook to the Friday Fictioneers host Rochelle. Thank you both.

 

 

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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33 Responses to The Ghost: Friday Fictioneers

  1. Lovely Irene, I wonder what they discovered?

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  2. Moon says:

    A lovely, intriguing story. Really liked the dialog between the two friends.

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  3. Wonderful – sounds just like a couple of kids not sure where the truth is.

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  4. Food first! A delightful little tale.

    Click to read my FriFic!

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  5. Iain Kelly says:

    Even if it is a ghost, they still have to eat! 🙂

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  6. pennygadd51 says:

    I prefer Riley’s outlook. Doubt about something? Collect evidence and then decide! You capture the youthful voices admirably.

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  7. Dear Irene,

    I could hear these two. Looks spooky blue to me. 😉 Nicely done.

    Shalom

    Rochelle

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  8. But I want to know what happened when they looked again that night! My betting is that it was indeed shining spooky blue.

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

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  9. Food scores over any spooky blue ghost/thing. Beautifully written, Irene.

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  10. granonine says:

    Well-played, made me smile 🙂

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  11. A nice childish debate on faith. Reminds me of that famous (or not so famous quote):

    Man says: Show me and I’ll trust you.
    God says: Trust me and I’ll show you.

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  12. Wonderful dialogue. I could hear their voices and actually see them poking each other.

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  13. Great little vignette. A nicely captured piece of childhood

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  14. Ah… maybe there are ghosts after all… I guess if you never look you will never see

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  15. I have had similar discussions with so many people I give up!

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  16. Ghost detectors were hiring

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