Vijaya Sundaram

Poet, Musician, Teacher, and Amateur Visual Artist

I Remembered the Sun

unidentifiable on a stick

Copyright-Kent Bonham

Genre: Dark Mystery

Word Count:  100 words

I Remembered the Sun

©October 1st, 2014

By Vijaya Sundaram

“Let’s visit that haunted cabin in the woods,” said Ry.

We were playing near the creek bordering our trailer-park.  We never crossed it.  Once, we had.  We’d raced home when we glimpsed a man who aimed a gun straight at us.  We’d been five.  My mother had slapped me saying, “NEVER go beyond that creek!”  I’d stumbled over to Ry’s trailer, crying.

Now, we were big boys, eight years old.

“Okay,” I said, surprising myself.

“Wanna lollipop?” he asked.

“Thanks!” I said, taking it.

We crossed the creek, and entered the woods.  The sun was beautiful.  I remembered that later.

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Thanks, Rochelle, for hosting Friday Fictioneers!  For those who are curious, this is an online community which responds with 100-word stories to a weekly story challenge based on a photo-prompt.

Thanks, also, to Kent Bonham, for the strange, creepy photograph which inspired my story.

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