So many years. Lost for so long, buried really. Standing before the shell of what had been our home, memory floods back. Here, we were happy. So why am I seized with dread? Why do the empty eyes of blank windows fix me with an accusing stare? Wind, that has stripped the gaunt trees of clothing, chills me. Something terrible happened here.
I remember. And I remember why I forgot. Will I be able to forget again?
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Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here
Neil MacDonald Author 
Chilling and thought-provoking, well done, Neil.
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Thanks so much, Mason
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A tangle of emotions among the brambles. Nicely done, Neil.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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THanks so much, Rochelle
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Oooo, I so want to know more!
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And he wants to know less
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Do you really need to forget again?
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He wishes he could
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Face it and confess? Neatly dark and we’ve all got different murders in mind.
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Maybe he was a victim?
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I think our characters are related. Good story.
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Thanks so much
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Forget? I hope not. In my story, Emily had to remember.
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Some things need to be forgotten, perhaps, for our sanity
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Some things are best forgotten.
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So he’s just discovered
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Chilling story. Well done.
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Thanks so much, Elizabeth
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Neil, your story makes our world real. Our memories may bury the past but awful memories are burned in our mind forever.
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They’re there somewhere, even when we bury them
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I felt for your character, sadly such memories must be all to common in war torn countries
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Thanks so much, MIchael
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Love this line : Wind, that has stripped the gaunt trees of clothing, chills me. perfect.
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Thanks so much
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An eerie back-and-forth in this story.
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Thanks so much, Alicia
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I felt this one.
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Thanks so much, Dawn
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A haunting tale…so sad, but beautifully written.
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Thanks so much, Fleur
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You’re welcome, Neil 🙂
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This piece worked well for me, Neil. I could feel the emotions. Loved how you wrote it.
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Thanks so much, Bill
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Such a shame they returned and stirred up memories best forgotten
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They couldn’t have known. He had forgotten it all
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to have harbor guilt feelings can be a heavy burden indeed.
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Thanks so much
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Probably not!
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Haunting and all too real in the ways of memories one tries to forget, then seeks to remember, only to want to forget again.
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Thanks so much
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Great job of setting the scene for his remorse.
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Thanks so much
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It seems the picture evokes a terrible fate for anyone who lived there.
Lovely take.
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Thanks so much
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An intriguing and haunting tale!
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Thanks so much, Brenda
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Some memories we just can’t escape from.
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Even when we bury them
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Chilling. I wonder what it was that was so terrible he had wiped it from his memory. I doubt he’ll be able to forget again.
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He’ll certainly try
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Good question at the end, Neil. This image is a good one to write about trauma with.
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Thanks so much, Jade
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You’re welcome.
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What a chilly tale. I love the way the word ‘again’ changes the meaning of the whole story.
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Thanks so much
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Ooooo
This is creepy.
Great descriptions. You set a mood beautifully. I feel the chill just reading about the empty accusing eyes if the building born witness to horrors
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Thanks so much. Laurie
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I hope he’ll be able to forget again. Sounds traumatic.
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He supressed the memory once. Maybe he can again
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