Wasted Post-Life

Not enough
Not enough

Every day she had to paint the wall because it never stayed the right color.  The brush dangled from her weary fingers.  Perfection in the smoothness of the paint.  One solid color to showcase her secret.

The first fingers of sunlight stroked the wall.  Minuscule bubbles formed under the faded rays, just like yesterday.  What would it take?!

Too late now.  Now They would come.  They would come, the paint would melt under the sun’s light, and she would be seen.  They would see her, and dismiss her.  Worse, They would dismiss her secret.  Her warning would be lost.  Her post-life had been a waste.

FLASH! It’s Flash Friday, the day when Seeking New Earth authors write short stories up to 1000 words (“flash fiction”) or 110 words (“microfiction”). Both are sure to instigate the imagination and stimulate the synapses. Did you like what you read? Want to explore the story some more? Or maybe you want to try your own hand at some flash fiction? Leave us a comment below!


3 thoughts on “Wasted Post-Life

  1. I like that you saved the surprise for the last line… why’d you put the reveal in the title? That last line turns the entire story sideways, in a good way!

    I do like the imagery of the sun bubbling the paint. A good picture!

    1. The best titles, IMO, play on double meanings — so when you start, it means one thing, but at the end you see it meant something different. Not sure what works best here, because your story is yours. What was the ghost trying to cover up? How did the paint hide what she didn’t want anyone to see?

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