For Friday Fictioneers.
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.
Nothing.
When he returned his gaze to the glass, the boy was gone.
(Word count 100).
Alice White Author 
How cool-I love ghost stories:-)
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Thank you 🙂 Glad you liked it 🙂
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:-)yes,I did
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Alice,
Great, creepy tale, I see ghosts on this ferry, too. Something about a deserted ferry, boat, or abandoned vessel at sea. Also, welcome to the Fictioneers.
Amy
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Thank you! Yes, it does lend itself to the paranormal 😉 Something about ominous emptiness of inside and out of the window… the spirits are restless 😉
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Yeah… this photo was just made for you, wasn’t it? Good one.
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Thank you Ted 🙂
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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.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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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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Creepy! Nicely done!
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Thank you 🙂 I seem to do creepy with increasing ease, these days… not sure why 😉
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