A to Z Challenge

Friday, April 18, 2014

A to Z - Panic

The sound of breaking glass wakes me from deep sleep.  I bolt upright, clutching the blankets to my chest.  My sorority sisters are out of town, I’m alone.  I hold my breath, straining to hear…footsteps in the hall, heavy booted feet.  I can’t move, my heart pounds in my chest.  The door squeaks open.   A hulking figure crosses the room and paws through my dresser, ”Panty raid,” he hollers, swinging my lacies ‘round his pinkie.

6 comments:

  1. Interesting choice of word and well employed in your story.

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  2. Hahaha! You had me, Millie! It was spooky, but I liked the ending! :-)

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  3. I like the way you built the tension and then quickly let it dissipate. A fun read.

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  4. Thanks Chuck, it was a silly one to write!

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