I ran into a ghost the other day. I think it was a ghost. It moaned a lot, and rattled chains like old Marley did when he visited Scrooge. I blinked and the vision cleared. The ghost was me, twenty years into the future, chained to a gray, corporate desk.
Published: 23 January 2020, Fifty Word Stories
Appeared on: 24 January 2020, The Friday Fix (RIP) on Medium.com
Image credit: Graphic image by Stefano Pollio on Unsplash.com
The Story Behind this Story
My story is about a scary vision that haunts and scares the main character. The inspiration for this story came from a discussion thread started by a member of my online writers community Scribophile. Someone posted a sentence and everyone took off discussing it with great enthusiasm.
When I saw the sentence, I told myself “That would be a great first line in a fiction story.” This story begins with that first sentence.
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