Ghost Ship

For Friday Fictioneers.

Copyright - Ted Strutz

Copyright Ted Strutz

The crew seemed reluctant to impart any details of the ship’s history, but Peter prized it out of a ship’s mate that evening after dinner.

“It were 1984 or so. We was carryin’ food and the like to Africa. Part of that ‘feed the world’ thing. Coming back, we finds a stowaway. ‘E runs through with a lit candle and sets this dining-room afire. ‘E was killed ‘n buried at sea.”

Peter glanced up. The image of a smiling boy appeared in the window, fire about him. Peter turned around.


When he returned his gaze to the glass, the boy was gone.

(Word count 100).

11 thoughts on “Ghost Ship

  1. Dear Alice,

    There’s something about the deserted ferry that’s inspiring creepiness. Nice one. And welcome to Friday Fictioneers. It’s a lot like The Hotel California. You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave.




    • Thank you Rochelle 🙂 My mind just went there with this photo. I was in a support chat room that also resembled Hotel California (in fact it was one of the room’s songs). That room was where I met my now husband of 4 years 🙂 We went there until yahoo closed all of their rooms last year…die-hards that we are 😉
      Thank you for the warm welcome!!


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