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A flash fiction challenge of 100 words or less
The photo prompt copyright to David Stewart.
© David Stewart
THE COLLECTOR
In the salvage yard, Carey found a claw foot tub, several cast iron side tables, and reclaimed wood to build the door for her new office. In the back, she noticed an old gate, the perfect finish for her new privacy fence. A little sanding and a new coat of paint meant excellence.
Anxious to get all her finds to the truck, she yanked the gate loose, then screamed. Attached to the fence, by the sleeve of a shirt was a skeleton, and beyond that were dozens more.
The Junkman happily added Carey to his collection of salvage hunter bones!
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100 words
Yolanda Renee © 2015
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22 comments:
Salvage yards and the like can be super creepy. Add bones, and it's even freakier!
Dear Yolanda Renee,
It looks like Carey met her match. Creepy and well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Great ending! I had a comment all ready about what a wonderful recycler she was when suddenly... :-)
Wonderfully creepy! Gives a new meaning to "rag and bone man"...
One collector I wouldn't want to meet
You definitely have a gift for the macabre and down right spooky. Great ending!
Hahahaha! This is too funny! I love it! The junkyard man is collecting bones. :D:D
Poor Carey.
Oh no! What a find, indeed! Great little story. :) Have a terrific weekend.
So glad I don't collect and/or go to salvage yards.
I've never been to a salvage yard and surely won't be going anytime soon. Love the creepy, unexpected ending!
Yikes!!! A very unfortunate creepy encounter.
It'll turn me off going round salvaging stuff for my projects (for a while anyway). Good story.
Somehow, I always feel like something like this is going to happen when I go to salvage yards and antiques stores, haha
Gotta love it when a skeleton pops into a story. ;) I love the fence in the picture!
Delightfully creepy.
What a terrific twist! (Um, has anyone ever told you that you have a twisted mind, girl? And I, of course, mean that in the nicest way possible...)
When Smarticus and I were teenagers, he thought it'd be super cool to own a junkyard someday. Can't say that I'm sorry that never came to pass, but at least he wouldn't be the kind of collector you're writing about. I'm pretty sure...
Happy weekend!
Yikes! This is a creepy salvage yard. Great take on the prompt.
fantastic short!! glad i was able to stop by today!
happy weekend!
Well, I wasn't expecting that - brilliant!
This one made me laugh. I guess it's not good to be a bargain hunter! Great job!
You guys rock, thank you so much for the comments. I've been a bit under the weather. Seeing the light at the end of the tunnel now. So it's time to get back to writing flash fiction! Thanks so much for your continued support!
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