Buried Guilt

After 20 years, I was finally home. Someone else lived there now, of course, and I had to wait for them to leave before jumping the fence to reach their backyard.

I choked up as I saw the state of our former playground. It was barren and rocky now, and the tree from which we used to swing, shrieking with joy, was just a dry stump.


Photo prompt courtesy Joy Pixley

I looked around, and saw a broken shovel lying nearby. Picking it up, I started digging furiously under the tree. The rusted iron of the shovel cut into my hands, but I didn’t care. I kept digging and digging, she had to be somewhere here, this is where I’d buried her.

And then, the shovel struck something solid. I threw it aside, and started digging with my bare hands.

I saw her tiny feet first, and tears started streaming down my face. Somehow, I forced myself to take out the rest of her body. She looked so peaceful.

I’d buried her there because I’d been angry with my sister.

But now that my sister was about to become a mother herself, what better gift could I possibly give her than her old Barbie.


199 words.

Written as a part of Sunday Photo Fiction, hosted by Susan Spaulding. The objective is to write a story in 200 words or less, based on the weekly photo prompt. For more details visit HERE.

To read more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.




About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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9 Responses to Buried Guilt

  1. Abhijit Ray says:

    You are giving an old barbie that was buried? It must have decomposed by now, hasn’t it? But it is a nice twist. I was expecting to read about a body. It turned out to be a doll.

  2. Thank heavens it was a doll! The thought of a skeletal gift sends shivers up my spine!

  3. Kalpana Solsi says:

    This one was a suspense and I held my breath till the end.

  4. Susan says:

    I would think twice about that. Not sure the sister would see the sentiment that was intended. Nicely done.

  5. Jules says:

    On the edge of my seat to the very end!

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