Chased by Shadows

WEP Blog hop 

WriteEditPublish (Yolanda Renee and Denise Covey) hosts a prompt each month for creative types to hone their skills on. I thought it would be fun to post something for Halloween.

My brain dated it Oct 19-31st...or else my failure to put on reading glasses misread the date. 

Either way, I put it on my calendar for today, but the hop was the 19th-21st. 

So, here is my 406 word short I wrote for the Halloween Boo hop...posted one week late. 

You know...my blog, my rules. 
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Have I lost my mind? I’m not sure I am qualified to answer that question.  

Desperate? Yes. But crazy?  

I don’t know. I’ll let you be the judge.  

It started about a year ago…the shadow haunting.  

I could see them out of the corner of my eye, lingering. At first I thought someone was trying to sneak up on me. But when I looked, no one was there.   

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Maybe I was going blind—peripheral vision fading first. I made an appointment with my eye doctor. He gave me a thumb’s up. 

Then, I thought maybe my brain was gearing up for a stroke.  

The neurologist disagreed. He said my head was fine. My CT scan showed no tumors, no weak spots, no clots. Nothing out of the normal besides a small spike in the activity level in my medulla oblongata.  

“Could this cause me to see shadows out of the corner of my eye?” I asked the doctor.  

He laughed and said, “No. Though, I could make the argument that you’re a caveman. That area of the brain controls our primal instincts and yours is running in high gear.” 

That should have been good news, but it wasn’t. Not for me—a guy who’s being stalked by shadows. 

They're always there. Morning, noon, and night.

I can't take much more, but I'm not going down without a fight. That's why I’ve got one more appointment before calling it quits. 

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My next stop is a visit with a self-proclaimed kick-ass nun who casts out demons on weekends. She seems like a real nice lady. I found her with a Google search of how to get rid of shadows. I got her number from her website and gave her a call. She assured me I wasn’t crazy. She said my shadow figures were low level demons that were sucking away my energy, creating my foul mood.  

Shake the demons, shake the bad mood. 

Keep the demons and eventually, I could be that guy who shoots up a grocery store. 

I begged her to help. She agreed to squeeze me in for an exorcism. A full spiritual cleanse for $666, plus I earn my next service free with my All-Hallow’s Eve BOGO coupon.    

Okay, so now that I say all that out loud, I can see why you’re looking at me like you’ve decided I’ve lost my mind. 

 Maybe, I have. Maybe the nice lady is nothing but a scammer, and I’m about to pay a bunch of money for nothing. 

But you must understand-- I have nothing to lose. Nothing. 

It’s either cast off the demons or go off the ledge…literally. 

Don’t worry, I’ll make it look like an accident. My insurance doesn’t pay out on a suicide, and I do have my family to think of.  

See? I’m using logic…and the use of logic eliminates the possibility of insanity, right?  

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