Her husband was working late again. She hated sleeping alone.
It was too cold.
Thunk. The front door?
She froze.
The stairs creaked. Finally, her love was here.
His name stuck in her throat. So, she squeezed her eyes shut.
His warmth and weight pressed into her.
"You don't deserve to be alone," he whispered.
But when she turned to kiss him, nothing was there.
This is a 65 word ghost story written for YeahWrite's Micro challenge this week. Click the link below to view other stories and vote. Enjoy!
It was too cold.
Thunk. The front door?
She froze.
The stairs creaked. Finally, her love was here.
His name stuck in her throat. So, she squeezed her eyes shut.
His warmth and weight pressed into her.
"You don't deserve to be alone," he whispered.
But when she turned to kiss him, nothing was there.
This is a 65 word ghost story written for YeahWrite's Micro challenge this week. Click the link below to view other stories and vote. Enjoy!
goosebumps.
ReplyDeleteI really like how your story relies on the other senses - hearing and touch instead of sight. It makes the story even more eerie.
ReplyDeleteOoh so spooky. And I love how you've used "cold" and "warmth" through the story.
ReplyDeleteVery creepy! Using the senses was a nice way of building the tension
ReplyDeleteThat was a spooky one!
ReplyDeleteI have to admit - this was the scariest micro of the bunch. That fear of what might be creeping through the dark while you lie abed is SO REAL.
ReplyDeleteWow. I loved how you set the tension in the first line and just built on it to the very end. That idea of something creeping around in the dark feels like a fear we've all had.
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone!
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