Flash Fiction: The Shed in the Mirror

A mirror reflectingNothing abnormal. That is how mirrors work. Right?

Recently, I had come across a garage sale. An old man had put up the sale, it was not going well. No customers, and the lawn was filled with junk. I exited my car and decided to check it out. Among all the balderdash objects for sale I noticed a mirror priced at peanuts. It’s reflection showed the shed. A lady went inside it, followed by the old man, axe in hand.

“Please pay in the shed.”

I ran away before the old man could say or do anymore.


Word Count: 100

Prompts:

Friday Fictioneers 31st August, 2018

DAILY THREE-WORD PROMPT 1st September, 2018

BrewNSpew Cafe – August 27, 2018

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24 comments

  1. I was going to say looking at that SUPER creepy photo I was already on high alert. Dang, that actually was even creepier because of all the things you didn’t say.

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