Short Stories

The House…

Out of habit, Miranda, glanced at the vacant house as she walked past.

She was always willing to tell the story of the house and it’s former inhabitants to anyone, of course without missing her highlighted moments of local fame as a witness to a highly publicized grizzly incident.

This is where she grew up and lived all her life. She knew the late Jones’s. Houses in the neighbourhood were close to each other, that everyone knew the other’s business and each wall had an ear listening to it.

She remembered that night when she overheard Jack’s gruff voice as he shouted ‘over my dead body Sue!’

It was nothing new to hear him make such declarations. The Simpsons loved hard, played hard and fought even harder. Their strange shenanigans were noisy enough to give the neighbours a clue.

Tilley, the beautiful Mrs. Jones went missing, her body parts found in different parts of town. The strange thing was that Jack was found with a slit throat and missing ears. The murderer is still at large.

Β© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha


Thank you, toΒ Priceless JoyΒ for hosting this charming platform where we unleash our stories and Yinglan for providing an innocent photo that brought out my dark side πŸ˜‰

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18 thoughts on “The House…

  1. Creepy story. Scary stuff in time for Halloween! Wonder if Mrs. Jones returned from the dead to take her revenge. Gives new meaning to that old R&B Soul tune Me and Mrs. Jones!! LOL!! πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

    Billy Paul – Me And Mrs. Jones

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