No one knew when it was going to happen…

Friday fictioneers

Picture copyright Sandra Crook

No one knew when it was going to happen.  There was no warning.

The locals accepted ‘it’ as a part of village life which happened randomly twice a year;  although it was an inconvenience.  Most of them saw the funny side though… except those that got stuck on the only bridge into and out of the village.

No one knew when ‘The Curse of the Herder’ would strike and open the gates for the herds to escape… and run amok.  It was a game that the ghostly herder relished!

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friday fictioneers

with Rochelle Wiseoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt

Please do feel free to comment but likewise, please do note that I would prefer not to

receive constructive criticism.  

(This time anyway…)

Thanks in advance…

Carol Cameleon

12 Comments
  1. Carol, Good ghost story. O_o The ghost seems to do it to be funny so he might be a poltergeist. At least it doesn’t happen more than twice a year. I know how hard it is to set a mood with only 100 words as I’ve tried it also. Well done. 🙂 —Susan

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