The Japanese maples made the place look spectacular and there was no escaping the beauty of the autumn colours but it didn’t change a single thing. The old shed was haunted.
No came near the old place as to do so was the awaken the ghost of Old Man Turner, the cantankerous old grouch who occupied the shed for sixty years before they found him dead one day.
If you went there you had this sense that behind you was something malevolent. The cold chills down your spine didn’t do anything to help the situation.
I only went there once, to say goodbye to Mr. Turner who despite his infamy was my neighbor and I understood his reclusive life. His one great love had died in the front room and he never got over it and in death his spirit wanted to protect her memory as he had done so in life.
Written for: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2016/09/05/fffaw-challenge-week-of-september-6-2016/
Lovely, bright photo of dark history beyond. ❤
Thank you Olga, nice contrast isn’t it…
Certainly is! I love contrasts.They grab my attention. Wonderful post! ❤
Thank you
Wonderful story, Michael. The ghost of Mr. Turner is protecting the memory of his beloved. I love how the narrator of the story understands Mr. Turner and why he haunts the shed. A love story!
Thank you Joy I hope you are doing well today…
Thank you Michael! I am. I hope you are doing well too! It is probably getting warmer in your area as it is beginning to get cooler here.
Yes Joy Spring has sprung😊
That is wonderful! Spring is always my favorite time of year.
Lovely story, love the contrast
Thank you Joy, hope your day is going well.
Just started, it’s early in the morning and I am on a bus to work. Lovely day ahead Michael.
Go enjoy…😄
A touching last paragraph that changed my feelings towards poor Old Mr Turner. Nice one.
Thank you Iain, appreciate you stopping by…
A scary love story.
Brilliantly written.
Thank you so much..
Awwee… That’s the kind of love that goes beyond the realm of mortals.
Yes Maria it does…thanks for stopping by..
a sad, poignant and beautifully-told tale. indeed there is something haunting about that lightless house!
Thank you Rose…
you’re welcome! 😀
grouchy ones have the softest hearts, he wore his armour well so no one knew how much he hurt after she was gone….this was a special read….thank you
Thank you for your lovely comment, I hope you are having a lovely day.
Its just light outside on a Thursday morning and I think it will be a nice day. Thank you….Gina.
Have a good one Gina..
I love that the narrator understood that behind Old Mr Turner’s grouchy exterior was a loving heart. Great story, Michael. 🙂
Thank you Louise lovely you could stop by.
You’re welcome. 🙂 Sorry it’s been a while – I’m really behind on visiting blogs at the moment!
That’s ok when I fully wake up this morning I’ll go read yours
Thank you. 🙂 I hope you have a lovely day.
Poor old man turner. I’m glad he had one ‘friend’ who even in death, understood why he was haunting the shed and sad circumstances of how he lived his years after her death. Maybe, he’ll see the light?
Well love can be everlasting in this case Mandi so I hope he does see the light rather than having to linger forever…
Me too!
It’s a shame we do not always really know a person when they are grouchy and keep their distance. Most of the time there is something deeper than what we see and he saw that in Mr. Turner. A sad, but understandable story of how people are viewed.
Sweet. Such a shame no one really got to know him in life.
Thanks Al lovely to see you stop by.
You’re welcome. I don’t often get the chance, so I try to whenever I can
A lovely story, Michael, and a sad one for Mr. Turner. To have lost the love of his life must have been truly heartbreaking for him – which makes his reclusive life very understandable.
Thanks Millie for some people I believe it is heart breaking. Thanks for stopping by.
We’re all just people in the end.
Ellespeth
We are indeed Ellespeth.
I love the contrast of dark and light love in this story. Interesting read.
Thank you so much.