Was I leaving a trail?
Would the scarlet spatters show against the confetti of colors on the ground?
When I stopped, just for a second, the rough brown texture of tree bark felt like a scream against my cheek.
I leaned and exhaled.
And tried to inhale.
A whimper escaped my lips.
Just a tiny sound.
“Careful. Careful!” I warned myself softly.
He was closer now. Too close.
I could hear his sing-song voice surround me like a taunt filled fog.
“Ollie-Ollie-oxen-free! Try to get home…just try,” he chanted.
I sobbed in terror against my blood-crusted fist.
Then I ran.
The leaves crunched under my boots…
…until they didn’t.
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8 comments:
Not your average game of hide and seek. Perfect for the month of Halloween.
Goof night, Jenny Marie. I don't want to play Hide and Seek with you!!! Or with "him" either, whoever "he" is.
Macabre indeed! The stuff nightmares are made of. I suggest that your potential victim learns karate!
This is great! Thank you for stopping by and your thoughtful comment.
you work the prompt into this little tale so well, it's perfect usage
have a great day.
Yikes.
!!!
;)
Talk about spooky--made my blood freeze--yes, freeze.
Yet, I also experienced a thrill of the unexpected. Love it.
frighteningly well done!!
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