One Word Can’t Cut It
One Word: Scissors, Three Word Wednesday: incubate nightmare vanity and a little bit of Carry On Tuesday. Mixing all the flavors tonight. A little Halloween something…
there was just enough light to see the glint, the shine, the oh my God they are sharp. I tried to shrink back into the corner but I think she heard me breathing. Nowhere left to go.
It started with a stupid idea. Just a drunken conversation one night and it had been sitting there, in the back of his mind incubating. Now here he was in the middle of a nightmare. It was nothing but vanity to think that she really liked him. She was way out of his league and he knew it all along.
He knew he should have left before it got dark. The stories always say they come out at night. Always. Just like the silly girl that hears the noise in the basement and goes to check. You just know it’s a bad idea. So why was he here?
It doesn’t matter why. He thought it was the scissors that would get him but that wasn’t all that was gleaming in the dark. Cold hands reached from behind to cover his eyes. That silky voice, crooning now “Guess who.”
He stiffened. He could try to run but where would he go?
I am hooked on your writing. Engrossing tale, just right for this Halloween season! Happy Halloween! (eerie sounds in the background…
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So… this is a guy who said he wanted her to cut his hair, right? And now he’s changed his mind?
Thank you gel
pjd – he should have left a bigger tip
Aah…dark,noise , basement…cold hands..you’ve it all for the mystery. Good one Dee.
A very timely piece. Full of mystery. I liked it.
This ghoulish time of year is putty in your hands, Ms Dee. This one is painted beautifully.
run away! – I think I hear him screaming. mysterious and yet I can’t help but think the poor guy’s going to get it
Creepy good. Got a great little chill up and down my spine when I read this.
Thank you P!
Lissa you know it never does any good to run…
Thom – I count it something if I gave YOU a shiver LOL