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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    Margarida Brei
    Margarida Brei(@margarida-brei)
    23 days ago

    A 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

    Lotchie Carmelo
    Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
    23 days ago

    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. 

    Lotchie Carmelo
    Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
    Reply to  Melissa Taggart
    21 days ago

    Welcome. How are you now?

    Lotchie Carmelo
    Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
    Reply to  Melissa Taggart
    16 days ago

    Hello, 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 »

    Julie Harris
    Julie Harris(@julie-harris)
    21 days ago

    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 »

    Deborah Goulding
    Deborah Goulding(@deborah-goulding)
    15 days ago

    Hello 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🤗

    Deborah Goulding
    Deborah Goulding(@deborah-goulding)
    14 days ago

    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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