Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – Part 2 – A Whisp in the Wind


Even as a spirit, Bernice told stories well. Bernice’s hands circled her own throat miming a squeezing action and then her eyes rolled back in her head as if she were dying. 

” I get it Bernice, I understand someone killed you but who? Please talk!” Jackie heard the whisper of her sisters ghostly voice finally in the wind, “Davey . . .” 

” Davey killed you Bernice? I mean he’s a prick but he hasn’t got the smarts, has he?” Bernice began to cry and pointed to Jackie. The wind howled and the bell of the old church down by the park began to ring. In the howl of the wind and noise of the bell she could barely hear the force evident behind her sister’s ethereal voice” HE WANTED US BOTH DEAD!” 

Bernice’s concern was evident as she curiously began to fade into thin air. It was daylight and the park was now empty. Bernice had come at an odd time in the day as Jackie was walking. Then, Jackie looked towards the church bell which had rung its last ring and she realized she was vulnerable.

Word Count: 176

  
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