Photo Copyright: Kent Bonham
Here we are again this week. Today we’re sitting on benches in front of a virtual shop at the mall. We’re here to discuss our original stories for the week. This is the Friday Fictioneer’s group. Our hostess is the gracious and talented author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge for each of us is to write a story with no more than 100 words. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt provided for the week. This week’s prompt was supplied by Kent Bonham. Thanks, Kent.
To read the other stories from group members, just click on the little blue frog in the blue box after clicking on the link. The link for the other stories this week is as follows:
http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/06/24/26-june-2015/
Genre: Speculative Fiction
Word Count: 100 Words
BEWARE OF THE DOOR by P.S. Joshi
It was a women’s clothing shop in the mall, but more. In the back was a changing room with a sign saying, “DON’T ENTER.” It only opened for certain people. This was a door to your past. The problem was, when you walked through, the door sealed.
Betty was curious and opened it one afternoon. She found herself in her old bedroom at age fifteen.
Suddenly her mother ran in, blood on her face.
“Quick, hide Betty. Your father is drunk again.”
Suddenly she felt the old fear seize her and noticed her bruises. She ducked down under her bed.
Musings on Life & Experience 
Looks like the door opens for only certain ..unlucky people..who had a bad past.
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Sometimes the past should be left in the past.
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Frightening. Her curiosity lead her into trouble for sure.
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nice take on the prompt. some doors must remain closed and this is one of them.
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It’s a door we all need to enter so we can resolve our fears and angers. But it’s a frightening door to go through. How nice that you put it inside a mall….makes it more inviting…
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I think her past should of just stayed there. Poor girl and her mother obviously isn’t any help. Well done! Nan
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Poor thing, the past didn’t heal her but gave her the settled bruises of time. Perhaps, somethings of the past should remain in the past – forever buried and forgotten. Well written! đŸ™‚
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I’ve said it before: I’m sure too much garlic causes wormholes.
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The past should remain unvisited. That’s a great take on the prompt Suzanne.
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She ought to head for the door and come back to the present. Or maybe it’s lousy here too! Like the premise.
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Thanks, Perry. I imagine she’d love to find a door back out of that situation. đŸ˜¦
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Fab take on the prompt, I will always follow what the signs say from now on, after all curiosity did kill the cat lol đŸ™‚
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Thanks, Heidi. I always take signs like that seriously. A warning like that deserves serious thought. đŸ™‚ — Suzanne
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I loved the story Suzanne! Be well… ^..^
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Poor Betty, having to live through that trauma again – and with no way back but to see it through.
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A good reason to never move back in time… there might be darkness lurking there.
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Great story – too bad the door leads to sadness, but maybe she needs to deal it with before moving on in the present. I liked where you took this!
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A very cruel door indeed, especially if her memories are only those which lead up to that event, meaning that hardly any lesson could be learnt for she will just be repeating the past .
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Maybe it opens to a point in the past you’ve relived over and over since then. Or one where you don’t quite know how the next moments transpire.
I’m curious of such doors, but I’ll definitely be wary to open them. Nice take đŸ™‚
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Dear Suzanne,
There’s a door better left unopened. Sad place to be stuck and aren’t some of us stuck there? Well done, full of metaphor and meaning.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Don’t enter means don’t enter. But sometimes, maybe, people need to confront what has been done to them and is now suppressed.
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Don’t enter might as well say come on in in my book! Perhaps she can change the past (as well as invent rock and roll of course).
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As a PTSD sufferer, I am all too familiar with that door (and others like it that pop up in the most unexpected and inconvenient locations). Good concept here. I think you could do a lot with it if you ever chose to expand this.
All my best,
MG
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The present offers many ‘doors’ to the past. Seemingly ordinary events and words can take us back, and it’s often to places we don’t want to revisit. What a horrible concept that one could become trapped there. Well done.
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I can honestly say that whilst there is nothing particularly dark or horrible in my past, there is nothing that would prompt me to open that door. I feel amazingly lucky as a result.
Of course, the question is now whether your newly time-traveled character can change things…
Great take on the prompt.
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Such an imaginative take, Suzanne. It’s so sad she went through that door and didn’t find a happy place. Maybe it’s a part of her past she must confront. Well done.
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How horrible to have to re-live that.
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We all have those doors, don’t we…fine writing.
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Nice thought provoking piece. This made me ask myself, “Can we re-visit the past and heal, or be stronger or do it differently the next time or would everything happen in exactly the same way?”
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That was a harsh and raw piece. I think of that door more as those moments in life when her old fears return to haunt her again.
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This is brilliant and cruel. I wonder how much Betty knew about that door before she opened it. I hope she’ll find a way back out soon.
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You’ve still got it, girlfriend!!!
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Thanks, Hugmamma. So do you. I’m so pleased you liked the story. đŸ™‚ — Suzanne
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