Standing at the back of the hushed hallway I could only hear every other word the docent was saying. My husband craned his head to listen.
“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “Something about the woman who lived here and the widow’s walk. I guess the old ship captain died at sea or something.”
Little Herbie stood in the doorway looking across the velvet rope into the child’s room. The tiny beds with chenille spreads, a painted wagon perched on the corner of the hooked rug as though left in play. “She’s still here,” he said, eyes wide. “She’s still waiting.”
Dear Josh,
I’d say Herbie has a bit of the sixth sense going on. This puts me in mind of our tour of Hyde Hall a couple of years ago. They say it’s haunted. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Why is it we believe little Herbie? Because you tell us to. Well done!
Very convincing. It reminded me of when I visited the Bronte parsonage in Haworth as a child, and the curator told us that the chaise longue in this particular room was where Emily Bronte had died. Horrifyingly real to me at that time. Well done.
And then the door slammed and they were all trapped… Or maybe it’s a benign spirit, I do hope so. Nice take.
Of course it takes a child to see it… love the take.
Wow, creepy! Love the story, nicely handled! :)
Nice take on the prompt. I like the unexpectedness of the ending.
Very ominous. Love the horror take on the prompt. Cheers, Varad
Goosebumps! You’ve really brought this lovely scene to life.
You build this beautifully up to little Herbies revelation.
Awesome story!
A chill runs up my spine even as I want to believe little Herbie.
Children see what we have become blind to. Love this little story.
Love the child’s statements up against the adults’ suggested questions. Stories within stories have broken here.
A great take on the prompt. I love the ending.
xx Rowena
Hope she is benign!
Wow, that’s a chiller! I can’t believe she’s benign…
Herbie sees dead people! Chilling ending indeed.