Dear Readers

Fear not the Darkness, But What Lies Within, The recesses of our mind, The creepy cobwebbed corners,That lingers on and tickles us,With tingle feelings of alarm, The deep in the stomach, Pain we feel when we do warn, The fear is deadly it seeks, The deepest corner of our mind, It's just a story to alarm,Educate and provide entertainment for our minds. So read on dear reader, I hope you find the stories amusing and full of charm.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Three Word Wednesday - Vincent

Three Word Wednesday - Vincent


Eerie, adjective: Strange and frightening.

Guarded, adjective: Cautious and having possible reservations; (of a person's medical condition) serious and of uncertain outcome.

Translucent, adjective: (Of a substance) allowing light, but not detailed images, to pass through; semitransparent.


    I escaped the yard again. Why did my mother insist I stay in it? There was a whole other world out there which screamed for me to visit it. 
  I noted the other day that the people next door were new. It wasn’t the lady who lived there before who used to yell at me and scare me, but two people who now lived there. The man I wasn’t sure of, he was a bit guarded, but the lady spoke to me softly. She seemed to like me. Despite the fact that she often told me kindly I should go home, because my mother would miss me. I knew she liked me, I could sense it.
   My older brother Brad would fetch me from when ever I chose to visit other places scolding me constantly, even as I defending him and yelled at those who came near him. He had thought the backyard next door eerie with no one living there next door but even now he still didn't wish me to visit. Sometimes I wondered why they had adopted him. He wasn't anything like me. He jumped at shadows, but he was my brother and I loved him.
   Why didn’t they understand how I enjoyed the outdoors and longed to run free?  The light was translucent in the corner of the neighbour's yard. Sunlight streamed down in the other corners and it was warm and inviting with flowers and bugs to look at.  I needed to be there in that yard not in my tiny yard! Why must they always caution that to be safe I needed to stay in mother's backyard? As a boy I needed to play and see the world.
  I ran to the yard next door and felt the green grass untainted by others, except perhaps for that couple who believed it was now theirs. That's okay I'd share it with them. 
  I ran around the yard, next door, chasing butterflies and the little singing frog that lived near a tree. I chased the mouse that ran around then watched the cat Scooby, bat it around then kill it and leave it on the patio for the owners of the house. Frankly, I thought that was gross, but cats did what cats did and no one or thing could discern why they did it.
  I ran to the front yard to greet, as I heard the man come home in his car. I waited to meet him, but he yelled for me to go home my mother looked for me. Instead I ran around the house, pretending to go home and slipped into their yard once again. I heard my brother calling for me and hid under the low lying lilac tree. He yelled again but didn’t see me hiding there.

  The lady did and spoke to me softly, “Vincent you naughty boy. You need to go home your mother will be looking for you.”

  I liked her but I was not ready to go home I tried to hide myself deeper under the lilac bush but she too came under them.

  “Come here Vincent it’s time to go home now,” she cried and then in an angry voice she said as if she were my mother, “Vincent, bad boy! Go home, now!”

   I obeyed slipping under the fence.

 “So that’s how you’ve been slipping out, you bad dog,” cried my mother then turning to Brad she said, “Fill in the hole with dirt will you? Then post a piece of wood over the bottom of the fence so Vincent can’t get out again.”

  Brad started to do as mother asked and I growled at the board, but then I realized with a little digging I could be free and be anywhere I chose again. Time was on my side not theirs I would be free to again enjoy the yard next door, very soon.      ©Sheilagh Lee  July 9, 2014

On Holiday next week so no new story for two weeks.


  1. You've described my neighbor's dog, only I like Vincent better. I can't hear him barking when I'm trying to take a nap! ;-)

  2. LOL this is my neighbour's dog and he does bark a lot especially when you want to sleep.But I like dogs and Vincent's like a small child that wanders.

  3. Vincent is a cutie...he looks like he gets up to lots of the little singing frog too - enjoy your holiday!

  4. thank you Jae Rose.I hear the singing tree frog all the time sometimes when I'm trying to sleep at night as well.

  5. Dogs are like kids they are constantly seeking adventure, and next door is a good place to start. I am sure all dog owners who have humanized their pets will relate to this very well. Loved it!

  6. The grass is always greener somewhere else, even for dogs.

  7. Thats the cutest pup ever sheilagh..... Adorable....muah....

  8. thank you Gemma

    thank you Arushi

  9. Vincent is so cute . He needs to be pampered with love and not scoldings.

  10. Nice that you've seen it from the dog's point of view. Just shows it enjoys every minute of it all! Down, Vincent down! Wonderful prose Sheilagh!


  11. thank you Kalpana. He is cute.
    thank you Hank I'm glad you enjoyed my story.

  12. What a wonderful surprise! I was expecting that Vincent was some sort of mythological creature or alien or such, and here he was just a cute puppy! :-)
    Thanks for visiting The Netherworld.