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As I tiptoed through the cemetery, I was pretty sure someone was watching me. I was certain no one had followed me so whoever it was must have already been here. Waiting. If I could only get to the other side of the cemetery and to the street, I knew I could make it out.…
“This came in the mail yesterday, do you know what it is?” I delicately held the envelope out to my sister and hoped she knew what was going on. “Did you open it?” Amanda said ripping it out of my hands and holding it behind her back. I stared at her blankly. Was it not…
When the scream shattered the silence of the forest, I knew what was going to happen. And when. And also why. Frank had been stalking us for three weeks and it was all because of what Taylor had said and done. I was hoping I could just get away before Frank caught up with me.…
I knew I was going to have a problem listening and obeying the rules when I saw where we would be living. There were no windows in the bedroom and I had to be able to see the sky. I needed to hear the birds. I needed the sun to shine through the clean glass. But…
As the Porsche pulled up beside me, I never would have guessed who was behind the wheel. I hoped I was able to hide my shock when Walt rolled the window down, but by the look on his face, I don’t think I was successful. “Were you expecting someone else?” Walt asked, staring at me…
I only ever met one man I’d actually say was funny. And I was obsessed. Having grown up in a home where laughing and jokes were not heard often, I wanted to surround myself with those who laughed and joked. Anthony was, at this point, my only hope. I met him when I was in…
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson I knew I was finally home when I saw the lights. I only saw the lights because I had finally had the courage to confront my past. And the first way I knew how to confront my past was to come back where all the drama started. I knew my…
A loud scream echoed through the forest just as I made it back to my car. I stopped short and wondered if there was any chance the scream came from Kelly. Even if it did, I didn’t think I could go back. I knew she was the one who had turned me in and had…
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