Flash Fiction: Phantom

Flash Fiction: Phantom

by Ameena k.g

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Old lady Darcy, getting a high five from the ladies. The tales that woman spins from the webs of her mind are a wonder. It makes me want to be like her when I get older, always the life of a crowd.

Walking past is Feisty Fanny. It seems her and Danny boy have had another of their fights. Three kids and no ring. I wonder what you’d say If you heard that about me mama. I guess we’ll cross that ocean when we get there.

The lovebirds at the corner are probably deciding over wedding things. I hear, blonde-Lady Janet says they won’t last cause their’s was a whirlwind romance. She’s over forty and never married, I think that speaks for Itself.

And then there’s me, still the phantom of every crowd. You always said, when I got older I’d be the flower in everyone’s garden. All I had to do is wait. Well, I sure am waiting mama, only thing, you’re not here to see it.

word count: 168 This is my very late response to Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers photo prompt challenge. Thank you @thestoryteller’sabode for such a wonderful picture. 

31 thoughts on “Flash Fiction: Phantom”

  5. I liked your speakers voice. How she talked. It suited the story well. She sees everything happening around her and nobody sees her. She doesn’t even have her Mama anymore. I am upset for her because I think she was the rose in her mother’s garden but I do not think anyone else sees her. There is a Woodsworth poem it reminds me of, especially the second stanza:

    “She dwelt among the untrodden ways.”

    (William Wordsworth, 1770 – 1850)

    She dwelt among the untrodden ways
    Beside the springs of Dove,
    A Maid whom there were none to praise
    And very few to love:

    A violet by a mossy stone
    Half hidden from the eye!
    —Fair as a star, when only one
    Is shining in the sky.

    She lived unknown, and few could know
    When Lucy ceased to be;
    But she is in her grave, and, oh,
    The difference to me!

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    1. Oh God, what a sad ending to the poem. Thank you so much for sharing the poem, I haven’t read it before. I think I know only a few of woodsworth poems, with the one about daffodils, stuck with me.
      I’m going to check the complete poem.

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  14. That was such a pleasurable read. While looking at the photo, I was thinking about the details, the people and the scenery.You translated every bit of this photo into beautiful words.Simply loved it.

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