Melody

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: The Imaginarium

A short story inspired by the pic, 'Monday's Child' by Ray Caesar.
Thanks, Jeff!

 

 

 

Melody

A typical Monday’s child, is my sister. Not so much that she’s full of grace, but she has this, I don’t know quite how to put it.....a kind of calm, serenity. I’m twelve, almost thirteen, while Melody is half my age. I can see there is something odd about a six-year-old being quite so....collected, so why can’t my parents.

Take her room; like her it is cool and calming, bordering on cold. Every single thing is the exact same color, a light sky-blue. From the walls to the carpet, the furniture and the bedding. Melody even tries to match all her clothes to this shade; not so easy when she did not pick a kind of pink.

I don't want to give the impression that she was in any way anti-social for she was by far the opposite. But she always kept her cool, never displayed the slightest bit of childish excitement. A gentle melody, steady, that’s what she made me think of. My sister was not one for giggles and I think that is what drew me to her bedroom door.

The day, again, was a Monday. School holidays were under way for both of us. I was just passing along the hallway and I heard what was unmistakably girlish giggling coming from behind my sister’s closed bedroom door. This was so unlike her that I paused to listen. Perhaps it would have been better if I hadn’t let curiosity get the better of me, but I did and I opened that door.

At first I could not see Melody at all, but I could still hear the laughter. And what was that in the middle of her floor? It looked to me to be a piece of mutated furniture. There was a roundish central part, with eight appendages spreading out from it, looking for all the world like hinged legs. A spider! That’s what it reminded me of.

Perhaps it was a new addition, some kind of cabin chair for the giggles were coming from inside of it. And yes, if I moved further in to the room, I could see her, almost laying down inside it. She peered at me, her face upside down and laughed. I began to laugh back for there is something very infectious about giggling, but then I stopped.

One of those legs, hinged and remarkably long, was creeping its way towards me. The thing – whatever it was, was alive! I dashed from that room and closed the door quickly, leaning against it before setting off back to my own. I locked my door and lay down on my bed.

My sister had always been a strange child and now I knew why. She was not....human! Of course I could not tell anyone, for who would believe me over cool and calm Melody. And she known that, hadn’t she, for she had let me see. I could not tell her secret, now or ever; she would simply have to stay a Monday’s child.

 

 


Submitted: December 03, 2018

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Jeff Bezaire

This has a real John Carpenter feel to it - a slow-building horror; everything turns sideways and there's no one to tell. Great vibe to this piece. You've created an eerie character in Melody.

Mon, December 3rd, 2018 7:25pm

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Thanks for giving this a read, Jeff. I hope it did the picture justice.

Mon, December 3rd, 2018 11:38am

Mike S.

Spooky and excellent, Hull!

Mon, December 3rd, 2018 7:27pm

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Thanks so much for giving this a read, Mike!

Mon, December 3rd, 2018 11:41am

Vance Currie

She might not be human, but I see that she still has need of a chamber pot. You did well making a story out of this weird picture. ~ Joe

Mon, December 3rd, 2018 8:26pm

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Thanks, Joe. Weird can be a nice challenge!

Mon, December 3rd, 2018 12:29pm

Sue Harris

I take my hat off to you for creating such a great story from this picture. You amaze me, Hully!

Mon, December 3rd, 2018 9:49pm

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I don't know what to say to that wonderful comment, Sue, so I'm just going to leave it as 'Thank you!'

Tue, December 4th, 2018 7:28am

LE. Berry

Wonderful character descriptive leading to a creepy and monster like beginning. Really well done hullabaloo22.

Tue, December 4th, 2018 12:53am

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Thanks for giving this a read, LE. It's much appreciated.

Tue, December 4th, 2018 7:30am

Sharief Hendricks

Creepy and chilling Hulls...

Even evil got to start somewhere...

Tue, June 23rd, 2020 6:47pm

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Thanks, Sharief!

Tue, June 23rd, 2020 12:00pm

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