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It was the strangest of feelings, Dominica had just arrived in town for a short holiday, yet this street was so familiar. She was carried back nearly one hundred years, she was watching a young girl playing hopscotch. Then clatter of iron shod wheels startled her. An old bay horse, its head down struggling to pull a rag and bone trolley, “ any old bones” . She could smell laundry being washed, cabbage boiling. It was so strong. A cry of anguish reached her ears. Her head hurt so much. In the that moment she knew her history.
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History that one wants to disown can be a problem.
Reena, That is very true
Very descriptive Michael. Loved the reference to rag and bone merchants. 🙂
I can well remember when times were hard, visiting a local rag and bone merchant, to sell odds and ends
Very atmospheric, Michael. I didn’t quite get what she discovered at the end, but the feeling was clear
Hi Neil, I did leave the meaning ambiguous, however some believe that we return to this realm regularly
Dear Michael,
A little mystery. A little history. Lovely piece.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Rochelle I am glad you enjoyed it. I penned it in a hurry. Although I did have a different and more medieval piece in mind, which I am saving for a different photo prompt
I wonder if she remembered a past life or regained lost memories. Mysterious…
I saw it as the mystery of a past life,
The sadness in this tale hits at the end…
Thank you Ain, memories can carry emotion’s
Past Life Regression.
Some people have had such glimpses to their history.
Well expressed.
Regressive memories can offer a link to the past, mysterious indeed
Mystery and memories of a good time from the sights and smells. Love it.
I am pleased, thank you Mason
Lovely descriptive writing for all the senses. I liked this story a lot.
Penny, it was good to read your feedback. When I wrote this piece of flash I had a more medieval story in mind, but the prompt photo fetched me to last century
Enjoyed this deja-vu story, Michael, so evocative of a past life perhaps, or a empathy with the surroundings. All the details just add to its captivating charm.
Pax,
Dora
Dora, it was good to read your feedback. When I wrote this piece of flash I had a more medieval story in mind, but the prompt photo fetched me to last century
Very atmospheric. Deja vu all over again.
Thank you Lorraine, the prompt photograph was full of atmosphere. I had a more medieval story in mind, but the photo prompt brought me up to the last century
Very well told, Michael.
Thank you Bill, I do enjoy the challenge of prompt photos
Wonderfully descriptive, I could visualise the scene. I guess not all her memories were happy ones.
Hi Keith, memories can be like dreams challenging. I saw it as a form of Deja-vu