Curiosity | Microfiction

Femur illustration - "Curiosity" microfiction

She took the strange bone home and stashed it on her treasure shelf alongside the rest of her collected curiosities. Shells and stones, skeletons of leaves, little Lego people and Kinder Egg loot, the pretty head of a ceramic lady.

Weeks later she began to wonder. The news announced the discovery of a human skull. It implored locals to report suspicious findings. It spoke of unsolved murder. It promised justice.

Her heart pounded. She should have shown someone sooner. If she revealed it now, would they think she were to blame?

She bit her tongue and let the bone be.


Photo of nature table
Photo by Sandra Crook

This short story was written in response to the above photo prompt for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields‘ Friday Fictioneers. Read more tales inspired the photo, or add your own, here.

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Ellie Scott is a freelance content writer from Sheffield, UK. She writes speculative and silly short stories and flash fiction, and book reviews for short attention spans. Her most common pastimes include procrastinating on Twitter (@itsemscott) and Instagram (@tinysillystories), and hibernating on her sofa with a book and a (very large) glass of gin.

15 thoughts on “Curiosity | Microfiction”

  1. Awesome! Reminds me of when I was little. We lived in what used to be a doctor’s office. The ‘flower bed’ I soon learned was where he used to bury the old parts and pieces of limbs he’d had to amputate. I was ever and always digging up fingers, hands, even a few arm and leg bones. I was always fascinated by them. I tried turning them into the police, but the Chief told me he wasn’t concerned.

  2. One thing I love about this game is that everyone sees different things. You looked at a table of pretty shells and saw … murder? Hmm… interesting! Just kidding (and, if I’m being honest, I’m slightly traumatised by Jelli’s comment above about human bones in the flowerbed). Great little tale and I don’t blame her for being a little paranoid about handing in her find.

  3. Dear Ellie,

    I think I might be bothered by that bone. It’s not as if she murdered the person. Fear makes us react in odd ways, doesn’t it? A lot to read into your imaginative story.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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