My neighbour Ifraheem

Ifraheem was a quiet and unassuming man, very much like any of your neighbours I would imagine.

A flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers photo challenge.  Take the photo, write something in 100-150 words.  Simple apparently…

“Aah Mrs Fazal” said Ifraheem as the courtyard door swung open, “come in please, it’s so good to see you.”

” I just wanted to pay my respects” she said placing a hand on Ifraheem’s arm.

“Why thank you” Ifraheem replied, putting down the watering can, “It has indeed been too long, what a relief it was when the police eventually declared her deceased.”

“You have endured much” Mrs Fazal continued, “But I see you have taken good care of her flowers.  They’ve never looked so well.”

“She would often joke that she preferred her flowers to people” he said, his smile now a little less broad.

Mrs Fazal nodded in agreement as Ifraheem bent down and picked a few fallen leaves and debris from the one of the pots closest to him.

“Well I must be off” she said, “perhaps we could have tea sometime soon?”

Ifraheem felt in his pocket for the small finger bone he had plucked from the pot.  “I would like that very much” he said as she turned and left.

175 Words 


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Author: Michael

Husband, dad,(ex)programmer, comic collector and proud Yorkshireman. I have no idea why im here or why im writing but i rather enjoy it. no great fan of punctuation;

12 thoughts on “My neighbour Ifraheem”

  1. Ifraheem’s smile is concealing more than meets the eye, what a dodgy man to be next to. Chilling that he has killed her and placed her body parts in the pots! This makes for a great modern day story, but in reality it makes you question if something like this could ever really happen. I mean would the pot plants grow different because of the fertelizer, or would the plant grow the same way? Its these funny questions that make you think about the after thoughts of something so violent and put in so much effort to conceal something like this.

    These type of stories go against my blogs aim to encourage neighbourly action haha.

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  2. ooh that could be a story itself…something twisted to do with the plants. Or maybe theyre fruit plants and he ingests her indirectly…or others do. Ooh thanks 🙂


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