Alive or Dead: 100 Word Mini-Saga

People think the dead can't talk, that's a lie.  The day was normal until there was a shadow at the door. Who would knock At this hour? I opened it. The woman had luminous eyes and whispered in a squeaky voice,“Hello my friend, do you remember me?”, clicking her head sideways.

“Er, No.” I whimpered. 

Her voice changed from squeaky to a low rasp ,“Then you will pay!” The person jumped , she pushed me to the ground but I was able to shut the door. I ran upstairs, but she was still chasing me. I’m still waiting her out.

 

smcdonough

VT

YWP Instructor

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