Stories for 100 Days of Writing

Castle Memories

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Buried here for so many years I've watched people come and go, but nobody until now, knew I was here. This place was a joyous place for me as a child, playing in the grounds, imagining all sorts of things that I would do when I grew up, but I didn't grow up.

My name is Alison, I lived in a small village, I don't really remember where now, it's been a long time, I do remember the castle, it was a central point of view, it could be seen wherever you went. We would play there, what were their names now, my brothers and my sister, Sally, Tom and Ed I believe. We'd be out for hours in the holidays, as long as we did our jobs first and were home in time for tea. I wonder what Mother and Father thought first when I didn't come home for tea that day.

We were always together, but that day we were playing hide and seek and I found a hole; well it was almost like a cave really. I decided it was the most amazing place to hide, but I didn't realise that it was already occupied. I hid for only a short time before I felt a hand around my mouth and I was pulled back into the cave. The man had been living there and nobody knew. I heard my brothers and sister calling but they didn't find me.

Today somebody did find me, I wonder how but for the first time in years I can see daylight and the castle again as someone softly brushes the dirt from my face. At last, I can be at peace, laid to rest in a place of my family's choosing, not here in the place that reminds me of my terrible last days.