Friday Fictioneers: Self-Portrait

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who provides us with a photo prompt. Each week’s challenge is to write a 100-word story inspired by the photo. Click here to play along or just read more stories.


PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Self-Portrait

I hadn’t seen my twin sister in months. She had become increasingly withdrawn since… well, since we were kids. I was the only person close to her.

A package from last week sat outside the gate. Inside, a pungent odor thickened the air. The mirrors were painted black. I called for her. My pleas were soliloquies.

I entered her painting room. Her beloved paintings were torn and strewn about the room. The only survivor was a self-portrait. The eyes were painted black.
I noticed paper fragments among the ruins. I pieced them together. A death certificate for her twin sister.

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    1. No. She’s the surviving sister. The one died when they were kids. “She had become increasingly withdrawn since… well, since we were kids.” That’s the one fading into memory while the other withdrew into herself. She eventually became her sister. She started playing both roles and believing herself to be both twins. She found the death certificate challenging her delusion and sparking a psychotic break, after which she retreated full-time into the persona of the dead sister. Thus the “missing” sister. There’s also a reference to last week’s picture. You kind of have to read between, under, around, on top of, and behind the lines to get all that.

      That’s Charlie and Thing. I did see Mlady. She has that Kanye-talking-to-the-paparazzi look. “Do not take a picture of me. Do not. You just did, didn’t you? Vengeance shall be mine!” She looks a lot like a cat we had when I was a kid.

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      1. Ah! I think this story fits under the “it’s complicated” tag. Thank you for the explanation.

        LOL on the Kanye-talking-to…. comment
        Mlady doesn’t have a mean bone in her body. She does meow, hiss, and take a swat at me every now and then but never with her claws out. Next week Dotty, my other little princess, will be the guest star.

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    1. You are so close. One twin died. The other couldn’t accept her death and “became” her to keep her alive. She played both roles until she found the death certificate, which caused a psychotic break.

      I hope this counts as a good twin story.

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    1. I’m glad you’re intruiged, but you’ve left me with an impossible question. In the story, there’s no way to differentiate between the two. The one who’s not dead, I guess.

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    1. 100 word limit doesn’t leave much room for those pesky details. There is a lot going on. There’s a deceased sister, a delusional sister, a psychotic break, and a reference to last week’s challenge. I hope that’s enough to make it make sense.

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  1. If I hadn’t read the comments, I’d be thinking all sorts of things. And that’s a wonderful thing because it opens the reader to many possibilities… outside of what was in your head 😉

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    1. Ah! Cheater! I do that a lot too when I’m not sure what’s going on in the story, or I’m not sure about my interpretation. Sometimes the comments change my interpretation of my own story.

      This story was not what was in my head. I was aiming somewhere else and missed. I’m happier with the way it came out than where it was supposed to go.

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      1. I dunno if it’s so much cheating as it is looking for clarification – usually from the author explaining to others 😉

        And yes, I love when a reader sees something I didn’t in what I wrote!

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