Skeletons in the Closet
Chapter One: Morgan V
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Write a story that includes a street light, a bear, and a kid with a jar of honey.
"Talk about what?" Selena asked, moving to join them outside. Morgan couldn't move. She couldn't believe what she was seeing right now. Her fathers murder was here! Showing up out of the blue, she hadn't even been thinking about him as of late! Was this a sign from the gods!?
Her teacher was in the process of shutting the door behind her as she left the house when Morgan moved to follow, but before she could take more than a few steps, Selena glared at her. The message was clear, scram. Remembering the last time she'd pissed her teacher off resulted in a thorough ass beating, Morgan reluctantly did just that and returned to the kitchen where her own plate of clam chowder was waiting for her.
However, after only a couple of minutes, Morgan felt the need to leave.
She couldn't take being in that house, it was to much!
Her father's murderer was right outside the front door, acting like he hadn't put her father down like a dog!
Morgan ran out the back door and into the woods. She wasn't sure how long she ran, but she ran for a while. It was as if she was trying to outrun her thoughts, escape to a new reality! It didn't work and Morgan ended up crashing face first into a street light.
"owie!" Morgan whined, holding her now bloody nose, and trying not to cry.
"Ah, good evening little miss, Are you lost?" a soothing voice asked. Morgan turned to look at who had asked her the question and flinched at what she saw.
It was a bear wearing a suit.
"Eh?" This was odd, did she pass out when she hit her face? Was this some strange, trauma educed, fever dream? she knew she tended to have strange dreams from time to time but this was pretty tame compared to the flying centipeetle in a tutu.
The Bear wearing a business suit was drinking honey from a wine glass and sitting under the same street light she'd crashed into. There was a desk in front of him. Was this the bears desk? Was this bear some sort of professional? Was, was this bear the fell dragon?! Was that what this was!? Had she accidentally come across a scene where she'd be tempted to make a deal with the Ylisseian devil?!
"I'm not even going to begin to explain everything wrong with that thought Custodian, regardless, I believe you should be heading off home. You're ha-! I'm sorry, teacher, will get worried."
That's right! She was supposed to have stayed put! "Wait, but I have questions for you! How can you talk?! Why are you here?!"
"Well meet three more times, ask your questions then." The bear replied before vanishing.
"Wha-?!" Morgan was confused, where'd the bear go?
She returned home holding a jar of honey, which seemed to appease her livid teacher.