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If she screams any louder her voice might break.
She can think of only one thing: "No, no, no! This can't be happening. Not to me. Why to me?"
She still hasn't accepted this.
First it was her bedroom mirror.
Then it was the kitchen window.
Now it's the t.v. in her living room.
It's understandable that a hand banging on all of the glass surfaces it can find in her house would be nerve wracking.
But she's only curious as to why it's happening to her and not why it's happening at all?
It's tempting to give up and find another old friend to try to communicate with.
But it's she who has to know.
She's the one who has to know.
She's the only one who can set me free.
I don't let the poor girl alone.
Instead, I lift my hand and tap on the glass one more time.
It's good to do a MMC again:) I used the picture prompt, and it's 165 words. Thanks, Tessa, for hosting!
auf wiedersehen, darling
- Maddie
I love this!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Olivia!
DeleteThat is both creepy and awesome!
ReplyDelete-meredith
That is all the way a compliment:D
Delete-Maddie
I was kind of creeped out out when I saw the picture but you did an amazing job with the story! I tagged you in the Gratitude Tag over at my blog!
ReplyDelete~Anna
https://the3musketeerssite.wordpress.com/
Thank you so much, Anna! And thanks for the tag. I'll be sure to check it out:)
Delete-Maddie