I had been waiting for him since the morning, the one bright spot in my otherwise drab existence, but today, he was late, quite late.
My parents were against my mingling with him, and had warned me umpteen number of times that they would have to resort to strict measures to keep him out.
But they themselves were out today, and so, I had called him over.
He entered through the front door just then, and my face lit up.
So did his, as he rushed towards me…. and crashed right into the newly-installed anti-ghost glass door.
Sigh! Poor Casper!
Photo prompt courtesy Dale Rogerson
Written as a part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The objective is to write a story in 100 words or less, based on the weekly photo prompt. To read many more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
Ha ha! Poor Casper!!
Thank you so much Dale
I can see a whole genre beckoning here about the prejudice spectres face
Yeah, poor spooks 🙂
A new angle for ghost stories to take – call in the Ghost Glass Fitters!
I’m sure there would be a huge demand for it 🙂
Poor Casper indeed! A charming story. =)
Thank you so much Brenda
From the looks of it he may have gotten stuck
Literally as well as figuratively 🙂
Oh no! Thanks for surprising me with this lovely little story. 🙂
Thank you so much Susan.
What an anti-climax!
Ha ha ha. Thank you so much Neel.
Aw, these parents are so mean. Poor Casper indeed. 🙂
Thank you so much
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Hmm that might be difficult to explain.
Never mind, he’s added an interesting pattern to the door!
It was quite bland before that, agreed 🙂
uh oh… somebody’s in trouble when the parents come back.
Ha ha ha, absolutely 🙂
Hope he’s not too hurt, if ghosts can be hurt that is
I’m sure he’ll get over it. It’s his heart I would worry about 🙂
Sadly it’s now seems that even Casper has to be aware of new technical gadgets.
Change is the only constant, as they say.
Now that was unexpected. Nicely done.
Thank you so much Rochelle. Shalom.
Oh Casper is solid… so sad.
I know 😦
Started off like a forbidden romance, and turned into a ghost story we all know and love!
Thank you so much Fatima.