Startled

Startled

From his position at the top of the small rise he saw nothing but trees. He had been walking for hours plunging through the underbrush. No paths this deep in the woods.

He stopped to rest a bit and try to get his bearings. He could hear running water nearby and headed in that direction. He was thirsty and water would be refreshing.

The stream was clear and cool so he paused to take a drink. He sat down and listened intently for any sign of life.

Eventually he heard the sound of a vehicle engine and headed in that direction. He continued his plunge through the underbrush, stopping just inside the tree line. He sat down and assessed the current situation.

He saw a house, a truck and a woman. The woman was coming out of the house and heading to the back of the truck. She loaded her arms with more of her belongings and headed back inside.

The house must have been recently refurbished as he could smell fresh paint. There was a fence around the property.

The woman came out of the house for another load and he determined that she must be alone. He had seen no other signs of life.

He strolled out of the woods as he watched her carry in her present load and headed for the open back of the truck and jumped up inside and sat waiting.

She came back outside to get another load and found him sitting there. Luckily she didn’t go into cardiac arrest at her first glimpse of him.

“Well, hello! Where did you come from,” she said startled.

He replied to her question politely, offering greetings. Her smile widened and she reached out to touch him, carefully, waiting until he raised his chin and purred happily.

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This is my first entry for In Mon (Inspiration Monday) —– Tessa

Inspiration Monday

Okay; write 200-500 words on the prompt of your choice. You may either use the prompt as the title of your piece or work it into the body of your piece. You must complete it before 6 pm CST on the Monday following this post.

The Prompts:

CARDIAC ARREST

FINGERLESS

GHOST OF THE LIVING

WASHING MACHINE

FRIDGE MONSTER

Inspiration Monday

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About Tessa

Teresa (Tessa) Smeigh is now in her 60's and still going strong despite her disabilities affecting both physical and mental abilities. She has bipolar disorder (mental), Fibromyalgia (nerves), degenerative disc disease (spine), and arthritis (joints). Despite that she is active in Mental Health Advocating, writing for www.IBPF.org (volunteer for non-profit) and has 5 blog posts already published by them. She is also working on 2 fiction books (mysteries). She keeps her blog filled with useful content, daily devotionals (She is a Christian), stories and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. She has also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. She has 3 blogs so far http://www.tessacandoit.com and http://www.finallyawriter.com and http://www.sunnythoughtsandprayers.wordpress.com She is from Deptford, NJ. Her family and blogs keep her busy.
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8 Responses to Startled

  1. jannatwrites says:

    I didn’t catch the ‘stalker’ was a kitty until the end. Glad she didn’t go into cardiac arrest, either!

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  2. Haha! Creepy turned kitty. Cleverly done. It’s funny how such a little thing can change a person’s entire perspective. Well, if species is little.

    Nice job – welcome to InMon!

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  3. elmowrites says:

    Welcome to InMon! I enjoyed the “twist” at the end, but then I’m a cat lover, I’m always going to like a cat character! You filled this with atmosphere and really made me root for him.
    Bit of concrit – I think you mean assessed not accessed, and I found there was a bit of repetition especially towards the end (house about 3 times in rapid succession, then waiting twice soon after.)
    Looking forward to more stories from you soon!

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