This week’s photo prompt is provided by Barb CT of the blog, Gallimaufry. Thank you Barb!
My spirit was tied to this place. The place where I died. Sometimes I wish it would just let me go because every time I saw the twisted remains of what had once been a busy pier waves of depression took hold. I am not quite sure why I am doomed to forever be staring at this place because I seemed to be the only one.
I remember the night vividly because everything went from happy to the hot blast of panic as the fire began to spread. The whole thing had been a tragic accident and the remains had been left as a sign of respect for the dead.
Maybe my spirit remained here because my body had never been discovered in the wreckage. It could be that to set myself free I had to guide someone to find my decaying body. I just had to work out how.
Written for flash fiction for aspiring writers
AngieTrafford 
Great story, Angie! How sad to be doomed to the place where you died because Your body hadn’t been discovered yet. Hopefully, this spirit will be able to lead someone to where it’s body is so it can be released!
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Especially if you were the only one left behind, that would be devastating. Thanks for reading and hosting.
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Yes, that really would be devastating!
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Nice taste of purgatory there, I do hope they get free eventually. Good work Angie.
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Poor ghost to have to remain where things turned awful for her/him and she/he died. Finding the body? That could be a challenge. Nicely written đŸ™‚
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I hope the spirit finally finds peace! A very lovely and ‘haunting’ take on the prompt!
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To me, that image just seemed daunting. Thanks for reading.
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A lot of very strong entries so far. I really enjoy the melancholy feel, and that it’s so… sad. Definately where I’m at now, so it’s fun to wallow in the sombreness
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Sometimes it is nice to dwell in that place. Thanks for reading.
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