This is a story for Friday Fictioneers, which is hosted by Rochelle. Every week you are challenged to write a 100 word story based on a photo.
Thanks to all the readers for their time, too.
Marie’s stay at the spiritual retreat was relaxing.
Her home smelled of closed container, as she unlocked it.
Keeping her luggage, she walked towards the kitchen to find something to eat.
She made some scrambled eggs. Pulling the stool to sit, she screamed like a siren at her new neighbour — Mr.Spider —who was dangling like a disco-ball on top of her head.
Her eyes moved everywhere… looking for something… a weapon.
The kill was made. Marie’s gaze fixed on the latest edition of the spiritual magazine….now in dustbin. On it was written: Act and be kind to all living beings.