Good Morning

Author: Ukari

To say here is far, and to call yonder nearby. Stories on the edge of the every day, strange tales you may or may not be moved by. Strange, curious, fantastic stories told by me, you, him and her. There are many stories but they’re all concluded within a single page, each story around 200 to 1200 characters in length, a short story collection you can easily read. Please enjoy them. Updated every Saturday at 6pm.


The apartment manager died.

He was a nice old guy and often said “good morning!” to the departing residents when he was cleaning in the morning. The local children adored him, and his funeral service was a terribly sad affair.

A few days later.

Numerous people claimed to have heard the manager greeting them as they left for work. The voice came from behind, like it always did as they left. “Good morning!”

This was the usual morning ritual, so without think they replied “good morning!” in return. When they turned around, they realised it was the voice of someone who had already passed on.

The greetings didn’t stop until two months later. This time he had finally passed on for real, and the apartment residents mourned for him once more.


Original Japanese

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