I wake to familiar tapping on my fingers.
I live with my family of five and seven others. Among the seven are a young girl and a grumpy old man. He says he belongs. She looks for her mum.
No cupboards flapping; it’s not your cliché haunting. This isn’t Hollywood.
Michelle is a freelance writer who writes both fiction and non-fiction. She is a regular contributor to the Briar Crier Magazine and has had her work featured recently in the Voice of the Farmer newspaper and the Focus 50+ newspaper. In April 2016 she was shortlisted as a finalist at the Ontario Writers Conference Story Starters Contest.
What a great big little story! I love it … very spooky & fun & makes you want to keep reading!
Perhaps you’d like to explain it to the rest of us who haven’t a clue what it means?
Hi Christian. The “family of five” are the character’s actual family. The “seven others” are ghosts, among whom are a young girl and a grumpy old man. The core of the story is in its understatement of how dramatic a scenario that is.
Great story. I wander to myself ,who is living in my house?
Dian Bowers