The Yellow Pillow : Part 1 – Short Fiction

The yellow pillow.

The story begins with it and the life of my loved ones ended due to it.

It was just like any other sunday. We had been to the flea market just for the fun of it.

I walked by many stalls and almost did walk by the stall where the pillow was. I should have.

On the furthest shelf was a bright yellow colored pillow. I have no Idea why, but I was drawn to it. For 20 Rs, it was certainly a bargain. I checked carefully but there were no visible flaws with it and looked very clean.

The trouble started on the second night that it was home.


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