Escape the ordinary

This is my story

I’m living

In all it’s brilliant glory

Mistakes made

In every

Imperfect shade

Escape the ordinary

Run to the extraordinary

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The Seedy Scene

Hiding from view in the dark lane way, he called her. The other end was answered by a woman, rather gruffly. “Hello”.

Well If she was expecting me, she certainly didn’t act like it, he thought a little displeased with her. After all he’d done for her.

“I’ve been waiting for an hour, where are you” he asked impatiently. ” I’m coming, I’m coming. Just hold your horses” she barked back at him.

A tad annoyed, he hid in the protection of darkness and waited for his pick up vehicle, he didn’t want any of his gang to see him.

Someone was watching though. The watcher examined what, to him, looked a seedy scene. Peering through his tightly closed shutters from his first floor apartment, he watched. He watched everything.

Looming in the shadows, the large man dressed in a overcoat and hat, did looked suspect. What was he hiding? Sitting on the ground hidden behind his heftiness, was what looked like, a sack. Could there be a dead body in it?

The watcher contemplating what he should do next, was convinced something sinister had occurred that evening right across the road from his little apartment. He fiddled with his phone deciding whether to call the police or not. He didn’t want to overrate the situation. But, the bulkiness of that sack left him concerned, he was certain there was a body in that slumped looking sack.

000 he tapped on his iPhone.

“Police.. how can I help?” was the response.

I think a murder has taken place in the laneway across the road from my apartment. There is shady looking man hiding there with a large sack. I think there is a body in it. Hurry, please hurry.

The man in the laneway sees headlights approaching. Finally he thinks to himself. He grabs his sack and drags it towards the approaching lights. The car slows. At the same time red and blue lights arrive flashing, screeching to a halt beside the man and his pick-up vehicle.

The police get out the car and advance quickly “what’s in the bag” they ask? Before the man even had a chance to answer, One of the policeman grabbed the sack. “ why is this so heavy?”

The driver in the pick up vehicle is confused. She hops out the car? “What have you done now?”she screams to the man?

Darling, there was a sale in your favorite clothing store Jigsaw. You said you needed new tops. I bought everything in your size.

Never underestimate the lengths a man will go to to make his wife happy.

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Challenges incorporated

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/04/08/opposites-attract-challenge-april-8/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/09/tops/

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/04/08/story-starter-challenge-april-8/

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2019/04/08/vehicle/

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2019/04/08/photo-prompt-71/

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/page-228-line-19/

https://weeklyprompts.com/2019/04/06/photo-challenge-blue/

Im sure it was just a Dream

Mysterious

The pounding of rain on the windscreen made it difficult to concentrate. Eyes bleary from navigating the road in the the visually poor conditions. The two-hour drive from the airport had turned into 5 1/2 hours. There had been no sign posts or if there had she couldn’t see them. Her ears straining to hear Siri give her directions.

Ella had been invited to her Uncle’s country home in Arcane. He was celebrating his 80th birthday. All the family were coming. Her mind reflecting on conversations with her deceased parents, the only family she heard about, was odd Uncle Slav who lived in Arcane. So odd they never went to visit him.

She dismissed it with the thought that they must be from the other side of the family. Being she was the only one left, no brothers or sisters, her parents were tragically killed in an car accident two years ago, (or so Ella thought), hence she was quite excited about the thought of having some family.

A brief halt from the pelting of the rain, a moment of reprieve, she hears Siri say “you have reached your destination.”. The destination it is on your right. Aha someone up there is looking after me she thought. Ella silently said thank you

She slowed the car to a halt. Squinting as looked out of the rain stained car window, it was dark. She focused on the empty space between her car and the dark house in front of her. She could see flickers of light through the windows. Shadows passed over her eyes. What was that? she thought silently or did she speak it out loud. She open the car door, grabbed her umbrella from the back seat. Did she grab it to shield herself from the rain or as a potential weapon if needed, she looked left and right before stepping out.

Walking the dark path towards the front door, she knocked softly. She could see or hear nothing, just flickering off the light from what appeared to be candles in the windows. She knocked harder. She jumped when she heard

“Who is it?” He spoke in a hoarse whisperer his voice filled with a dark edge.

Chills ran down her spine. Was it a cold or was it fear. She shivered. It is me Uncle Slav, Ella from Seraph.

The door opened. Standing in front of her, A man, he must’ve been six-foot five. Tall with long limbs, so lean, she could barely make out its features, the flicker of light from the candles again helping her showed pale skin, his dark eyes radiating a fierce, uncompromising intelligence. What was behind those mysterious eyes. Again, she shuddered.

Welcome child, welcome to my home. For one brief second I am safe. My home is your home now and with that he swept her into embrace his eyes turning a deep red, long fangs. Thoughts that raced through her mind in that split-second. “Vampires, are they real, I’m going to die, why did I come here, I didn’t say goodbye to my friends, who will look after my dog, a slideshow commenced showing photos of her as a child, growing up, with her mum and dad, all her childhood pets, friends, one after another photos flicked through her mind then, her will asked will see my mum and dad. She felt a sting, his fangs piercing into her neck, the pain is so intense, yet somehow so pleasurable as well. What is happening? what is going on?, she felt herself the limp in his arms, she looked into those red eyes once more, then the sweet voice of mother, oh darling we see you met uncle slav. We are so sorry, we love you and then nothing.

Ella woke the next morning, in her car funnily enough she did not feel the cold, even though there was frost all around her, snow capped mountains in front of her. So close it felt like if she reached out she could touch them. Everything around her seemed brighter, more vibrant, amplified. On her windscreen was the most beautiful butterfly she had ever seen, mesmerised, she got out the car, walked slowly so not scare the butterfly away, she stared at the butterfly. The butterfly seemed to make eye contact. It stared back, as if it knew her, it stared with It’s deep red eyes.

Her slim fingers slowly reaching up to gently touch the right side of her neck, as she lowers her hand, Ella looks at her fingers, drops of blood. She hears a voice deep inside, that horse whisper that was filled with the dark edge“ you are now immortal my dear”

I’m sure it was all a dream

I wish

WORTH — Word of the Day Challenge

I wish every child would grow knowing a heart full of love

I wish all animals on land and sea would know kindness

I wish trees, forests and oceans were left alone to thrive

to naturally provide

I wish humanity would value and love every growing organism on our earth

See, hear, feel what we have

Please appreciate it’s worth

Save our world

A place of hope

 

A Place of Hope

 

How do you fill the void

Where in your heart

Love was blissfully employed

 

 

 

The home where we once shared

This place where as lovers we were together

Our hearts and minds momentarily paired

 

 

Don’t get too close though

What if

Teetering on the edge of a rocky cliff

 

 

We were scared

Petrified

why did we not allow our souls to be bared

 

 

It was easier to let go

Lose hope

Together we chose to no longer grow

 

 

We slipped down the cliffs jagged slope

Until all glimmer of hope

 

 

Was gone

Each day tinged a little with sadness

Feigning happiness with a mask of gladness

 

 

Travelling to a place of hope,

With my allies

Love and grace

Our journey to find a new happy place

Never lose hope

The crush

The crush

Eyes meet

My cheeks sting as I blush

My heart races, I tremble

I am smitten, I have a crush

Am I a fool

To allow my body over sensibility

to make rule

The choice is no longer mine

My senses alive with thoughts

Body’s entwined so divine

Your name lingers on my lips

Like a secret confession

My eyes follow your every move

My sweetest obsession

Waiting in fervent anticipation

To respond, to accept, to return

My passionate infatuation

Janette Bendle February 2019

word prompt

Can we see the future?

Word of the Day Challenge – Prophecy

True or false?

Can you see

What lays ahead of us

What may be?

Are you perceptive

Is your ear to the ground

Do you know what is coming

Celestially spellbound

Feel the planets energy

Cosmic kinetic

Fortune teller,

clairvoyant

Ingenuously prophetic

Is is just theoretic

That dreams can be prophetic

Embrace the idea of foreseeing

Or adopt the beauty of just being