Challenge
Challenge of the Month XIV: May
Spirit World. Some call them ghosts, or angels, or guides. The Japanese call it Shinto. Cultures around the world call it Shamanism. Many call them the schizophrenic ravings of lunacy. Whatever you call it, or them, write about the unseen world of spirits. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
What’s your name?
“What’s your name, mister?”
The little girl gazes up at him. He wordlessly pulls her to her feet. His hand grasps hers tightly.
“Your eyes are far too pure to be tainted by this world.”
“What does that mean, mister? Oh, and your name!”
They walk away. Her tiny feet go pitter-patter against the asphalt.
“What’s your name, little girl?”
Silence.
“I don’t know…”
“Does that upset you?”
A nod.
“I don’t know mine too.”
They walk away once more. Her tiny feet dance excitedly against the asphalt. There is no pitter-patter.
The little girl does not hear the wail of the ambulance behind her.
She does not see the paramedic pulling her body out of the wreckage.
They walk into the light.