The Old Note At Fairfield's Garden | Fiction

"Are you ready? It's almost 9," Sonya turned from her oval shaped dressing mirror to glance at Clarissa who fussed with her pearl necklace, trying to clasp it around her neck.

"Uh-huh…," was her distracted reply.

Sonya moved towards her. "Here, let me help you with that," she offered. "So I hear Aaron will be at the opening of the town's 100-year-old time capsule…"

"Sweet waffles! What?"

Sonya laughed. "You have gotta learn to speak better exclamations. Sweet waffles?"

"That's not the point, Sonya. Seriously, Aaron?"

"Hey, stay still! You know he has a crush on you…"

"Ughhh…," Clarissa groaned and rolled her eyes. "This is going to be awkward. I don't like him. I've told you and Mrs Matilda this several times but you won't listen."

"Yea, right…"

"I mean it!"

"Of course, you do," Sonya smirked. "Done. Let's go…and be nice to Aaron." She pointed a finger in Clarissa's face. Clarissa bared her teeth at her and attempted to playfully bite her finger. Sonya withdrew her finger fast and chuckled. "Come on, you, carnivore. Let's go."

The bright silvery light of the full moon lit the town as the teenage girls made their way to the historic event of the opening of a 100-year-old time capsule at the Fairfield's Garden. A young, good looking police officer joined them. Clarissa frowned and pretended not to see him.

"A good evening to you ladies," Aaron said and tipped his police cap in greeting. Sonya glanced at her friend and chuckled. "Heya, Aaron. We are glad to have you come with us to the Fairfield's."

"No, we are not!" Clarissa chipped in quickly, humphed and raised her chin. Aaron smiled and walked with them.

Arriving at Fairfield's Garden, the ceremony had commenced and the residents were gathered for the historical event. The town's mayor stood with two men on a small podium while a young man dug up the time capsule from the ground.

As Clarissa and Sonya moved closer to the podium to get a better look at the time capsule, a high pitched scream filled the garden.

"What's that?" Some residents scrambled back in disgust while Clarissa pushed forward to see what the commotion was about. An unexpected sight presented itself to the residents. The young man who dug up the time capsule held a deceased, decayed human hand with a sinister old note attached to it. The note was brownish and old and must have come from the capsule.

Some ladies screamed upon seeing the decayed human hand and ran away from the garden. Clarissa turned in shock and confusion only to be held by the one person she avoided —Aaron.

I hope you enjoyed reading my piece. This freewrite is inspired by the prompt "sweet waffles". Join the @freewriters community to receive daily prompts, hosted by @mariannewest. You are invited to participate.

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