“Elizabeth!”
It was her father’s voice.
He did not say Lizzie or Beth. He used the name that demanded her immediate attention, as it had since her diaper days.
She heard the Honeycomb blinds knock timidly against the windowpane. A lissom darkness dithered into the room.
She drew in breath stilly, trying to weed out reason from the chaos of dreams.
The softest mewl answered her.
Her heart walloped her chest so intensely she believed the echo was visible.
Her body protested, lading itself into the mattress.
An umbrage ambled silently across the bedroom floor.
The more she stared, the closer it moved towards her.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleA very moody and atmospheric piece. I was anticipating what her father wanted to say.
When I first saw your picture, I thought the person had a misshapen bag over their head
The picture is of my son; he volunteered for this picture of mine. He is actually standing backwards in a hoodie, looking upward. The whole dad bit was something I wrote purposely. His role in this story has several meanings/possibilities. I’ll leave the ‘what’ up to the reader!
Hello, Melissa. I have goosebumps while reading your story. I am thinking about the voice that called her Elizabeth a monster or something bad spirit who moved closer to her as she stared. Well done for letting me guess.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you, Lotchie! I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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Welcome. How are you now?
Hello, Lotchie. I had the procedure on Friday. Currently, I am quite sore. Outside of that, I am trying to remain positive, but I’m too scared to jump into that with both feet. I want to take a second to thank you for being the human you are. Lots of love sent your way!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleHello, Melissa. Please be positive and always pray. Do you have raw honey there? If you have, I think it can help as an antioxidant, antimicrobial, and better wound healing. Try also the papaya leaf extract it contains the remedy for internal and external inflammatory conditions and has anti-cancer properties. I currently use those two for my breast problem. So far, all is well in my breast. I didn’t undergo surgery, and… Read more »
What a wonderful way to set the tone for the “Dream” event, Melissa – with mystery and intrigue. I have already imagined many scenarios which might have given rise to this moment – all of them fearful. I love that you’ve let us fill in the blanks. And I love the way you mold words into new and unusual shapes – a lissom darkness, a visible echo, an umbrage ambling. It seems… Read more »
Thank you, Julie! I appreciate your kind words. I lean towards the spooky with my flash stories. It has been a habit I’ve been working hard to break from these last few years. 😂😂
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleHello Melissa, I’ve been thinking of you. I’m sending healing thoughts your way! I hope you will be feeling better soon. One day at a time. Inner strength prevails! Sending you my best🤗
Thank you, Deborah!❤
Melissa, I wonder what was crawling towards her? It leaves it to the imagination, and it scares me! Great usage of descriptive words !
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