Self defense against your fears

They scared me once:

“Beyond that door are secrets, too dangerous for you”.

I imagined torture chambers.
I saw rooms where teenage girls were starved to death, and when I read about Myra Hindley and saw darkness in my mother’s eyes,

I grew silent and protective, and decided it was time to act before they did,
But then I learned: beyond the door was old machinery.

I scare my daughter now:

“Beyond that door are secrets, too dangerous for you”.

I know what fantasies can do.
I watch for darkness in her eyes and prepare to act before she does.

Of course a closed door with a chain will make me curious, and first I thought that curiosity might kill the cat. But what if the cat defends itself. For those not aware of the Moors Murders you can read more here.

Friday Fictioneers is run by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and every week there are many stories written in 100 words to the same picture.



November 23, 2016

50 responses to “Self defense against your fears

  1. I was brought up in the Moors Murdererers territory so your piece had a doubly eerie and sinister quality for me. I don’t go back north often, but I still shiver as I cross Saddleworth Moor.

  2. A well written, darly affective spin on the prompt, Bjorn. So easy to be frightened by the unknown. And for those of us here in England, that name will always conjure horrors you don’t need to describe to feel real.

  3. Bit like monsters under the bed i.e. fear of unknown, dark etc. Good one. BTW there was only one Hindlay, Myra. Her partner in crime was Ian Brady.

  4. Mystery and curiosity — the foundations of great suspense. Bjorn, you’re doing great each week. Keep it up! It reminds me of the Edward Gein case in Indiana back in the 1950’s. What was horrifying was the thought of the small town people of that time thinking, “It couldn’t happen here.” Also, check the BTK murders. They happened in my State.

  5. Dark and eerie but there’s something about that which lures me in.
    IN Australia, we had the backpacker murders on the East Coast carried out by serial killer Ivan Millat. I feel ill just seeing his photo and when you think about how these people keep souvenirs, anything could be behind that door.
    xx Rowena

  6. I agree this is a dark brooding tale that was very well written. I just wonder what darkness he is looking for in his daughter’s eyes. Does he think she could be a killer?

  7. Dark and chilling – even more so given the story behind it, which I’d never heard of until now. What a terrible real-life horror story, no wonder it scares children.

  8. Great concept, how we hand down fer and it’s contagious but then there is the debate on whether we’re right to do so. It’s done to protect but sometimes used where not required to ill effect

  9. True, it’s hard not to think dark thoughts when you see a chain across the door, even if it’s a delightful purple. I enjoyed your take. What’s beyond the door? You don’t know unless you open it. Depending on someone’s perspective and experience, there is probably varying degrees of darkness and ideas. Nice writing, Bjorn.

  10. The complexity of the generational impact of such horrors is hard to capture in 100 words, but you’ve done it, Bjorn. The depth of darkness in the human soul never ceases to astound me.

  11. I didn’t know about those murders being from the U.S. but we had similar murders. Parents may not realize how fearful they can make a child giving those warnings. Children feel helpless as it is. Good writing, Bjorn

  12. Hmm I do know that the “knocking man” who came tapping past bedtime hours was a good help 🙂 Thought there is a more sinister undercurrent in this tale.

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