he chilling cold wind cut out my senses the pitch-black darkness of the night is all I could see. How did I get here? How was it possible? My home I was in, a short time ago is nowhere in sight. I am like a lost sheep trying to find its way back to its master. I am wearing a damp dress torn in several places. This is crazy I told myself as tears dribbled down my cheek how? Were? ‘Click’!
A person appeared a demon or a ghost? It was choking me it slashed me with its dagger the pain shot through me like a bullet but I could not see a wound. Then suddenly demon vanished and I stood up but on the floor was a sea of rats thousands of them, I screamed and ran forwards and hit a solid wall, a huge glass wall was in front of me and behind me and in all other directions. Then the walls stated to move inwards and then I passed out…
My head is throbbing; there are pictures in my head. I can hear sounds and voices. My bedroom is blurred, I can’t see very well.
Author notes
just a short one
A contest entry
- Under 200 words by QueenWolf.
140 points, ended May 22, 2007, 49 entries
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This was good. i liked the descriptions. very nice. good job. good luck
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Your Description was thrilling, I love it. Have you ever thought of expanding it? I would love to read that. Good work and good luck.
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very anti-climatic end mikey, and you're still doing that freaky tense change thing(though that might be on purpose) but i still want to see more, you do funky little short stories with meaningless pics(whats with the crimson chin?) and you are mikey.
beginning: 4, language: 2, plot: 4, ending: 2, characters: 4.
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