Are the shadows real, or just a shift of the light? Whispers in the dark, incoherent, words indistinct. Reaching out to close the curtain, blocking out the faces, only to jerk back a hand from what lurks behind the veil.
Corners are safer than open floors. Trying to sleep with your back against the wall, facing out, one eye open.
Voices telling you the knife would slide into flesh like hot butter. You can’t shut them up, only muffle them.
To speak of these things, to admit to your demons is so hard. Frightened, you need help, but not pity.
The 100 Word Challenge, a writing prompt created by Velvet Verbosity, takes a single theme to tell a story in only 100 words ~ no more, no less. This week’s theme is ‘Frightened.’
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Well played.
Amazing. The illusions that your head makes up when you are scared are the worst part of being scared. Like the door knob turning… I loved this piece.
Definitely a darker turn than many of the posts – very chilling, very well done. Thank you.
This is something that I worry about with Mister Man. The demons inside that I hope aren’t there for him – or anyone else for that matter. I love how you put this together, especially the ending.
Very frightening!! And so dark!—particularly, “Voices telling you the knife would slide into flesh like hot butter. You can’t shut them up, only muffle them.”
I have chills–very scary!!
But great job!
Oh man. I am shivering after that. And the photo. I knew after seeing the photo. Beautiful. Haunting, but beautiful.
Very unsettling. That second sentence sent shivers down my arm, as if I was the one touching that curtain. Good job!
That gave me chills! You seem to have a talent for “dark” fiction!
If this were my genre, I would be begging for more. :)
agreeing with Lance. “you need help, but not pity.” Perfect ending.
“To speak of these things, to admit to your demons is so hard. Frightened, you need help, but not pity.”
This is a perfect. Chilling 100 words, Tara. I liked it.