Heather can barely see her hand in front of her face as she crashes through the fog enshrouded woods behind her house and heads for the open field. She strains to hear the sounds of her pursuer.
No longer able to breathe freely, she stops and hides behind a tree and listens. She wills her breathing to slow down. She doesn’t want to give away her location. I hear nothing. Maybe he has quit chasing me.
The tug on her ponytail pulls her head back, startling her, exposing her throat. She looks into his face and has only a moment to realize that it is over. The knife pierces her throat and darkness descends.
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Photo by Maggie Duncan
Tessa
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Poor Heather. Great emotion and intensity in this piece. Nicely done!
http://whimsicalquestsofacuriousmind.blogspot.com/
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Thank you Jess. I find fog frightening and this just built from that premise.
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Frightening write.
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Thank you, glad you stopped by.
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Oh man, I hate it when that happens. I was rooting for her! Mine is here: http://erinleary.wordpress.com/2012/08/23/flash-friday-fiction-13/
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Thank you Erin. I was rooting for her too, but it wasn’t meant to be. I checked yours out and left a comment. It was a great read.
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Yikes! Scary for sure. Welcome to Friday Fictioneers.
Mine’s here as well as #2 on the list. http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2012/08/22/escape/
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Thank you Rochelle. I seem to go for scary a lot. Must be my love of horror and mystery stories. I thoroughly enjoyed yours as well.
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scary stuff!
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Thank you Rachel, so glad you stopped by.
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I liked this piece it was sinister and well done.
My offering this week can be found at yaralwrites.com
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Thank you and glad you stopped by. I liked yours as well. Interesting take on a unicorn. 🙂
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a very tense piece for sure. My heart was throbbing right along with Heather’s
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Thank you Carrie! So glad you stopped by!
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Your first too? So was mine! Reading your post, you are already a PRO, Tessa. Love the suspense though I hate that she died but again, it is only 100 words. Brilliant Fiction!
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shakira
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Why thank you Shakira! I am glad that you enjoyed it. That you think I am already a PRO is high compliments indeed. I tend to write on the dark side. I enjoyed your piece as well.
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good job and welcome. intense story.
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Thank you, I am glad you stopped by.
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Eeks! That’s a chilling story. I clasped my hands over my throat when her throat was exposed…it still didn’t save her 😦
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Very chilling! He was not a nice man. Thank you for stopping by!
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Oh boy! The chase really is over. Tightly written and horrifying. Well done.
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Thank you Sandra. I am in a dark mood LOL! Glad you liked it. Thank you for stopping by.
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Welcome to the Fictioneers! I foudn your story very vivid and creepy – the fact that she’s running away from her house immediately puts us on edge. Looking forward to reading more from you in future.
I’m over here; http://elmowrites.wordpress.com/2012/08/24/friday-fictioneers-far-afield/
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Oh thank you so much. I am glad you found it vivid and creepy. Thank you for the welcome. I loved your piece. I hope Piccolo gets found.
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Welcome to the fold. Excellent first piece.
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Thank you Adam. I am happy to be here.
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Yikes! Chilling. I often wonder about those ponytails. Nice work. Welcome to FF. I’m #36 on the list.
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I enjoyed your piece Lora. Thank you for stopping by and reading mine and for the welcome to FF. I am glad you thought it chilling. That is what I was aiming for. Yes pony tails can be used for more than keeping your hair in one place LOL!
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