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Alyssa is an avid reader, writer, and coffee enthusiast. She loves sharing thoughts, ideas, and creative writings with the world.


Well, I did it. Another short story in the books. This almost didn't happen, in fact I was convinced I wasn't going to meet my goal this month. I had a handful of ideas jotted down, but none of them wanted to become full-fledged stories. However, today I decided I was going to get it done.

The story below is short and a take on the classic idea of wanting to change your identity and run away. My typical dark creativity shines through, but I think it's also kind of fun and uplifting. I hope you enjoy reading it.



Her red heels click on the old hardwood floor as she touches the memories displayed on the mantle. Smiling faces covered in a layer of dust stare back at her. Without a thought, she sweeps her beautifully manicured hand across in one fluid motion, the years disappearing in an instant under the echo of shattering glass.

Giving the mess a kick with the point of her shoe, she heads toward the stairs with purpose in each step. She runs her hand up the smooth dark cherry banister, laughter ringing in her head as she's swept back to a happier time. Images of green checkered flannel, white fuzzy slippers, and long brown hair whipping back flash through her mind like a home movie on a projector. Closing her eyes, she slightly shakes and the wave disappears.


Up on the landing, she takes the left hallway and finds herself in that yellow-tiled bathroom. Grabbing the comb off the sink, she runs it through her caramel locks, perfection staring back at her through antique glass. She lets the comb fall from her hand and carefully picks up the scissors. Holding them up in front of her face, she gives them a quick test and then steels herself.

The first cut, the warm embrace of the sun after a harsh, cold winter, fills her with a giddiness and within minutes, perfection is scattered across the floor. Rising laughter escapes her lips and looking into those golden eyes, she jams the scissors straight into the mirror.


A thin trickle of red trails her steps to the bedroom across the hall. She slips off the red heels and runs her feet across the shaggy carpet. Hastily, she changes into the black trousers and top hanging neatly on the closet rack. She pauses, carefully placing the flaxen wig on her head. Grabbing the packed blue bag, she slides into the black pumps and makes her way out of the room for the last time.

Down the hall is the gas can. Picking it up, she makes her final rounds, sparing no corner. Back at the landing, she lights the match and tosses it behind her. A grin spreads across her face as she hops on the banister.


The crackling flames up above are her cue. Quickly making her way back around the first floor, she pours the final drops on those memories, erasing them once and for all. She takes the black scarf from the bag on her shoulder, wraps it around her head, and slides on her sunglasses. Lighting the last match, she watches as it falls, flames devouring everything in their path.

She steps out and closes the door behind her. As she boldly walks to her car, a curtain moves slightly from the window across the street. Eyes peer out and witness the smirk on her lips as she drives away.


© 2021 Alyssa


Alyssa (author) from Ohio on July 23, 2021:

Thank you Brenda!

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on July 22, 2021:


Stunning job!

Riveting...i can picture each scene.

She's leaving her old self behind with no one to be wiser...except for those peering out the curtian...but even they won't recognize her with that wig.

Splendid write.

Ending it with the house ablaze.

Alyssa (author) from Ohio on July 22, 2021:

Thank you so much John!

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on July 22, 2021:

What a powerful piece of writing. She was certainly determined to erase every trace of those memories and the scene you set was so clear but intriguing. Your muse was just waiting for the right moment obviously, Alyssa.

Alyssa (author) from Ohio on July 22, 2021:

Thank you Bill!

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on July 22, 2021:

You paint a scene exquisitely well, my talented friend. This was a joy to read.

Alyssa (author) from Ohio on July 22, 2021:

Thank you so much Lora!! :)

Alyssa (author) from Ohio on July 22, 2021:

Yes, I love that Dora! Thank you so much! :)

Lora Hollings on July 22, 2021:

A very intriguing story, Alyssa. Along with happy memories, she must also have painful memories of her former life. Your story is like an allegory for a person who needs to erase the past and create a new identity so she can at last be free. You kept me in suspense to the very end. Wonderful descriptions. An excellent write!

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on July 22, 2021:

Could it be to get rid of the memories? That is, if the fire could burn them out of her mind. Good story-telling!

Alyssa (author) from Ohio on July 22, 2021:

Thank you Pamela!

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on July 22, 2021:

Wow, Alyssa! This is some story, and we don't have a motive. I think this is excellent writing. You are really a gifted author. Thank you for sharing another story with us. Keep on writing.

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