I cannot let him reach me. I cannot.
So I ran, ran as if my life depends on it. Oh yes, my life depends on how fast my legs are. Climbing every step away from him. My legs ached. My feet hurt. But I didn’t stop.
Run. Run. Run. Faster.
Suddenly I bumped into a solid dark mass. I fell hard against the wooden floor then the low light revealed him, the man with a lustful grin. I slowly, slowly crawled away while he carefully walk towards me.
No. I have no choice left.
One swift pained move, I stood, run fast, then jumped into a deadly fall. Face first, I fell not on hell but on my bed’s edge. He’s long gone but he still haunts me every dawn.
Word count: 130
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In response to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) September 20, 2016.
- a flash fiction challenge (stories in 100-175 words or less)
- each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end
- no serial (continuation) stories
- include a pingback to the challenge post
Thank you for hosting this awesome prompt, Priceless Joy!