J.R. Richardson handed out this week's assignment. Write a piece of spooky flash fiction. No more than 300 words long. It could be real, or it could be made up. My story, which came in at 300 words exactly, is based on a real life event. I hope you'll enjoy.
She jumped every time the house made a noise. Which happened all the damn time. Clicks and ticks and groans and sighs. She took her attention off her biology textbook each time she heard something, attempting to figure out where the sound originated. So far, she’d been successful at identifying the furnace, the fridge and a tree branch striking the kitchen window whenever the wind blew.
But oh crap, she’d just heard footsteps over her head. Heavy steps...definitely not the sound of a four-year-old boy walking around. Grabbing the first thing that came to her hand—the kid’s tennis shoe, like that would be helpful— she stood in indecision for a moment. Scenes from every scary teen movie she’d watched flooded her imagination. Curious kids died in those films. But her conscience insisted she check on the kid.
Creeping upstairs, shoe grasped in her hand, she held her breath. Was someone else breathing? Turning the corner, she squeaked in fright as a large brown shape hurtled toward her.
Adrenaline surged, her heart pounded in fright. Bracing herself, eyes squinted, she stumbled when the heavy weight slammed into her. The family’s Great Dane balanced its paws on her shoulders and swiped its slobbery, disgusting tongue over her face.
She definitely would not be babysitting for this family again.
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