PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. Other stories featuring the prompt can be found here.
She panted, the shadows gained ground on her. Which door to take? Left or right. Did it even matter? Chills traveled down her spine, hair stood on end. Freaked, she bolted to the nearest door and threw her weight. Doorways acted as portals. In her mind, she visualised the warm country town she grew up in. Home. In a blink she traveled, leaving the shadows behind.
The air cold and musty. Wait. This isn’t the seaside cottage.
She stepped down towards the cellar, dodging chains and hooks.
Oh Damn. Why did she read Bluebeard before bed? He clung to her subconscious and waited.
Terrific!
The power of imagination.
Or something more sinister…
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Exactly!
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Her gift needs a little honing. I liked the dark humour of this
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The subconscious is a difficult beast.
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Ah, beware imagination let loose – except in excellent stories such as this.
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Yes. It amazes me what I love in stories I would hate in reality.
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Dear Tanille,
One should be careful about reading certain things at bedtime. 😉 Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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And watch… I’ve had A Nightmare on Elm St stuck in my head before. Thankfully Freddy never scares me but I always have to put him in his place. 😀
Thanks R
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Brilliantly inventive story, Tannille. Well done!
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I was sad to wrap this one up.
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That’s a dangerous power to have, but at the same time would make for a life full of adventure – assuming they make it out of that cellar. Great story.
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This one has potential… She just needs to find another door.
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Everything seems so real. Hope she’ll be well. Line between imagination and reality is so thin!
Very well expressed!
Stay safe.
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Amazing adventures she could have.
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Ooh, glorious idea, Tannille, though she really needs to focus when she’s moving through those portals. Great concept for something longer too. Enjoyed this
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The problem is the things that lurk in our subconscious. I’m sure with practice she would master it.
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Yes, you never know when a nasty image is going to jump out at you!
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Yaaaahh!! DON’T GO INTO THE CELLAR!!!!
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Number one rule for every horror movie!
Thanks L!
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nicely done!
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Thanks T!
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This was fantastic, T! A great way to show how a book can take over our everything when we are engrossed in it, of course.
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And the things that lurk our subconscious! Stories that take hold.
Thanks D!
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Yes!
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Folktales are terrifying. Who decided they were for kids?
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I remember reading the original tales as a teen and it was a WTF… So much for Disney haha. I do love fairy tales they are so messed up.
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If I’m not mistaken, they’re original purpose was to scare kids, warnings against whatever behavior was featured in the story. Disney’s scary enough. They can soften the fairytales.
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Quite plausible. Another theory is there wasn’t really a distinction between adults and children as we understand it, entertainment was entertainment. The Victorian changed views and fairytales remodelled for kids. Pretty sure Brothers Grimm published multiple versions of some tales because the first was too horrific… Ah Disney, a nightmare of a different kind 😀.
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Oh, I start to imaging the purpose of hooks… I hope she will wake from her nightmares.
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Or found another door.
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The door
How many times
had she been tempted
to cast aside the bonds
of common sense?
That door barred the way
to freedom in the world she knew.
Last night’s dishes sat in the sink
in an act of defiance
while the bed remained unmade.
So many things she had valued
but now denied in anger
and frustration.
The door was locked
against the outside world
and the reality it presented.
Days no longer owned a name,
measured only by night and day
in the endless, sameness of incarceration.
The mailbox crammed with mysteries
guarded now by something they called Corona.
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Now this is madness and a decaying mind. Well done P.
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Her mind can take her anywhere
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The mind is the greatest asset.
Thanks L
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Oy vey. I think she needs some Barney the Purple Dinosaur.
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The sexually frustrated dinosaur? – A joke that went around when I was a kid 😀.
All she has to do is go through another door.
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Yeah, perhaps into Sesame Street … (as you can see, I’m on a track here … ;)) – and yes … Barney gave me the creeps … 😉
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Hahaha preoccupy her inner child…
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🙂
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you never know, bluebeard could be a teddy bear. 🙂
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Who knows. That might make for an interesting twist.
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your call. 🙂
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The power of imagination, never stronger than when the mind should be at rest.
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Funny that.
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Your mind’s gotta be very clear when you’re using portals like this. Good job she wasn’t reading Journey to the Centre of the Earth 🙂
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Haha it’s coming.
Thanks D
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… and the connection to the prompt is …?
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There are doors on the roof tops. She has to pick one.
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Tricked by imagination!
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And the subconscious!
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Yep, that too!😊
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I like the way your scary stories are different from others. There’s always an original slant. As for this story, Bluebeard is a seriously scary individual!
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I do tend to go towards the creepy at times! Much fun to write.
Thanks P!
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With her imagination, she definitely needs to be careful about her bedtime reading. But then, we wouldn’t have a story!
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That’s just it. That sort of imagination could be a blessing and a curse.
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Ooooo love this ! Full of action. My heart’s racing! Fabulous
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Must admit, this one sparked me!
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Now she knows that’s how it works she can pick what to read and end up exactly where she wants to be. I’d choose Tarzan, I’d love to push through a door and find myself swinging through the jungle. Imaginative piece that got me thinkning, well done.
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I’d sure with practice she would have a lot of fun. Must admit its a great concept and I’m jealous, imagine going any where – Hogwarts here I come. 😀
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An inventive take on the prompt, a mini thriller. Well done.
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Can go so many places with this on.
Thanks for reading! 😀
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She jumped through the wrong portal. Nice take on the prompt.
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That would be my luck too.
Thanks S!
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