Picture it & Write 9/23/12″

Posted: September 23, 2012 in Uncategorized

A photo prompt is provided and all are invited to write a story in their own style based on this prompt. You can read the stories or add your own at Picture it & Write


She was an artist, she either created faces in her mind or used those of people she met in her  imagery. It had served her well for years, create a painting, sell it and create another. Never had she felt connected to, no, haunted by, one of her creations, but that changed one morning as she entered her favorite diner. Distracted by a shadow she noticed a reflection in the window, it looked like a face she recently put to canvas. Blaming her jitters on a lack of caffeine she flung open the door and headed to the counter.

Kate greeted her by sliding a cup of coffee over the counter before putting in her order for bacon, toast and eggs, over easy. Feeling a hand on her shoulder she turned, puzzled to find herself alone.

A hesitant Kate brought her food, asking if she was alright.

“I think so, just a bit under the weather today. Hopefully the coffee and food will fix me right up,” she said, mustering a smile.

“Call me if you need anything,” the concerned waitress muttered on her way to the kitchen.

From time to time she would catch a glimpse of the mystery man’s reflection on the napkin holder or the mirror behind the register. He even had the nerve to show up in the sheriffs sunglasses when he stopped for coffee.  Dropping money on the counter she ran home, determined to destroy the painting. Making her way to the kitchen she grabbed a knife and headed to the studio. Flipping on the light she stopped as a scream ripped from her throat. The mystery man she painted was no longer alone, a woman with blood-red lips was nestled behind his ear, a woman she never painted, it was her.  When a hand fell on her shoulder she dropped the knife. His cold breath caressed her neck as his teeth penetrated her skin.

Kate and the others at the diner wondered why she quit coming in for breakfast, but chalked it up to her being a quirky artist who had moved on.

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Comments
  1. Ermilia says:

    Ooo, I wonder what happened next. I like that although the image suggests that the woman is the “leader”, you have reversed it a bit. Great finish, it leaves us wondering. Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write. 🙂

    – Ermisenda

  2. joetwo says:

    I like the ending here. They didn’t even care that she was gone! Good write.

  3. deanabo says:

    I love the suspense! Well done

  4. Ooooh, I got goosebumps…. Very suspenseful. There were shades of Dorian Gray in there… 🙂

  5. Anne Schilde says:

    I love that you went with the art theme. I’ve actually been haunted this way, once by a painting and once by a sketch. The way you’ve written this, I’m going to say you have been too!

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