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Filthy, and with matted hair, the children walked down the street. No one else seemed to notice them, so I approached. They stared at me through narrowed eyes. For three days they followed me everywhere, never saying a word, nor ingesting anything as far as I could tell.
By the end of that third day I’d had enough. When I confronted them, they still stared, unspeaking. Eventually, I’d become fed up and turned away. In unison, they finally spoke. Just three words. “Helen sent us.”
Helen was my wife, until the day I killed her.
They haven’t left me since.
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Written for Friday Fictioneers.
Yes, I know. It’s been a long time since I’ve participated, but I’m back now, and I come bearing gifts.
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Adam Ickes 
June 1st, 2017 at 7:15 AM
Haunting
June 1st, 2017 at 12:11 PM
Thanks.
June 1st, 2017 at 7:15 AM
Good to see the words are flowing again!
June 1st, 2017 at 12:12 PM
Nice to have them flowing again. Hopefully there are a lot more to come.
June 1st, 2017 at 8:42 AM
Ooh, chilling. The ghosts of his children never born, maybe? Nice one!
June 1st, 2017 at 12:13 PM
Whoever they are, I don’t think he’s going to enjoy having them around.
June 1st, 2017 at 8:49 AM
Wow, that one is heavy. What a gut punch. Good story.
June 1st, 2017 at 12:14 PM
Thanks. Glad you enjoyed it.
June 1st, 2017 at 8:51 AM
Nice to see you again! And kicking it back off with a satisfyingly creepy story. (and gifts!)
June 1st, 2017 at 12:15 PM
It was been a very long time since I’ve posted anything, hasn’t it. I never intended to be away that long, but as they say, expect the unexpected.
June 1st, 2017 at 10:27 AM
Love your story!
June 1st, 2017 at 12:16 PM
Thanks. I’m glad you liked it.
June 1st, 2017 at 10:27 AM
You are scaring the shit out of me! In a good way.
June 1st, 2017 at 12:17 PM
So what you’re saying is I should market my stories as suppositories?
June 5th, 2017 at 2:43 PM
Great answer, Adam.
June 1st, 2017 at 4:54 PM
Oooooooo creepy horror… love it. Something about ghostly children always creep me out. Sounds like he deserves the haunting!
June 4th, 2017 at 6:51 PM
I agree, ghostly children always have that bonus creep factor.
June 1st, 2017 at 4:57 PM
Helen’s revenge. Great ghost story.
June 4th, 2017 at 6:56 PM
I believe the saying goes: “revenge is a dish best served cold, with a side of ghostly children to torment the soul.” I may be paraphrasing though.
June 2nd, 2017 at 6:12 AM
Dear Adam,
Welcome back. Haunting (literally) story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
June 4th, 2017 at 7:00 PM
Thanks, Rochelle. Glad to be back.
June 2nd, 2017 at 9:07 AM
Innovative and truly chilling.
June 4th, 2017 at 7:01 PM
Thank you.
June 2nd, 2017 at 4:16 PM
Just deserts, I’d say.
June 4th, 2017 at 7:05 PM
I think he probably deserves seconds and thirds on that desert.
June 2nd, 2017 at 5:01 PM
Intriguing, sounds like his mental health is breaking down.
June 4th, 2017 at 7:10 PM
You may be right. And even if it isn’t, I think either way his problems are just beginning.
June 2nd, 2017 at 6:09 PM
Holy Moly! Now that’s a great revenge! :o)
June 4th, 2017 at 7:11 PM
You’ve got to give it to Helen. Few people would have been as creative.
June 3rd, 2017 at 5:11 AM
Scary, the consequences of his actions will follow him for the rest of his life, great take
June 4th, 2017 at 7:12 PM
Can’t help but wonder how long “the rest of his life” will be. I think I’d unravel pretty quickly with these kids following me everywhere.
June 4th, 2017 at 9:20 PM
So Helen is still giving him the silent treatment then? Nice one.
June 5th, 2017 at 3:52 PM
Women, amirite?
June 4th, 2017 at 11:14 PM
Oh man… that is a good way to make him pay for his sins…
June 5th, 2017 at 3:54 PM
I think I’d lose my marbles pretty quickly if I were in his shoes.