I had initially thought that the trek was a bad idea. I was reluctant to join in. However, my friends convinced me, and I am glad they did. They could not fathom my reluctance. They did not know that this place held bad memories for me.
I pushed those memories aside, and enjoyed the trek. As we we were departing, a fog settled in. Concealed in it, I could see a figure watching us. No, not us. It was watching me. She was watching me.
She lingered on, even after falling to her death, the last time I was here.
Word Count: 100
Prompts:
Thursday photo prompt: Watcher #writephoto
Nice
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Thanks! π
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O-oer………… a mystery, accident or murder? Love your tales like this!
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Will have to wait for more to find out which of the three it was! π
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U can expand this into a good thriller
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Will try to! π
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Ohhhh this is so good!!
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Thanks a lot! π
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Greedily snapping up the crumbs you leave, luring me down dark passages.
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Ah, nice wordplay! π
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Cue spooky music.
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Oh, I love a creepy response. Well done.
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Thank You, Roberta! π
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