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It had been a normal day, and that terrified her more than anything…
Continue this story. Why might a normal day for this character be such a horrifying prospect?
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It was too quiet for the first day of spring. Especially for a winter borne like me. Sooner or later a spring born would come and…
“You’ve got bingo.”
I looked to my husband who was holding up his own bingo card to match with the numbers being called. Dexter marked my card as well though if his eyesight was as bad as he claimed that shouldn’t be possible.
He nudged me. “You wanna let Kar...
It had been a normal day, and that terrified her more than anything.
Daisy Flint set solemnly on the patchwork sofa of her small homes living room, Four arms resting on her thighs as she gazed down at her hands clasped together loosely between her knees. Her eyes were unfocused as she thought about her day. Thought about all the differences it had opposed to yesterday. And the day before it. And ...
She’d been sat at the egg-white desk for over five hours now. Is this what working in an office was like, she wondered, so quiet, so… mundane?
Christine weaved the biro through the fingers of her left hand, squinting really hard at the screen and hoping she looked busy.
Everyone else was so settled, burrowed into their own worlds amongst the mounds of paperwork on their desks. It was impossible...
[I should put a graphic disclaimer here, this one is more dark than I usually write]
April Fourth…
It had been a normal day, and that terrified her more than anything. The sense of impending doom sat heavy upon Cheryl’s shoulders as the day continued on. “Come on, make it happen already!” She kept repeating to herself over and over throughout the day. Yet the situation she expected had never c...
It had been a normal day, and that terrified her more than anything, the days where she had nothing planned were daunting, Elizabeth knew she had to get used to being alone since her breakup, but days were long. When she was alone for a day she became restless and paced around her apartment, she might watch a tv show, but that only lasted so long to stave off her loneliness. She wasn't ready to ge...
It’s been completely normal all day.
Everyone is going about their routine
The girl that sits in front of me got a new haircut.
The math teacher has new glasses.
How can they keep changing.
It’s only been a month.
I don’t want to be on debate team anymore.
None of these arguments matter!
How can you possibly be worried about prom?
What’s the point?
It’s not like it’s a matter of... life and ...
It had been a normal day, and that terrified her more than anything.
Deep breath. In, out. In, out.
Cathy sat down on the sofa. ‘The doors are locked.’ She said to her self for the hundredth time. Pushing her self up once more she walked over to the front door of her flat. Reaching out she touched the chain that was slid all the way across. She moved her hand to the dead bolt, it was on. ‘See y...
It was a normal day, and I was terrified.
All around me people were going about their day like nothing was wrong.
What was wrong with them?!
I stood alone in my house, staring out the window. The only noise was the faint hum from my tv.
I felt like I was the only one paying attention to what was about to happen.
Then again, maybe, all the people I was watching go about their day simply wa...
It had been a normal day, and that terrified her more than anything. The house was quiet, the blinds were pulled back to let the sunshine in and it was squeaky clean. Leading to years before peace was something she could only dream of, wishing for better days, sleep was the only thing that she was prepared to do.
Normal was an understatement, nothing was normal for her. She was the weird chick a...
It had been a normal day, and that terrified her more than anything. She woke up and silence echoed throughout the house. The anxiety just waiting at the end of her bed. She turned to her side, terrified it was going to be there, but it wasn’t. She went through her whole day without a sound, without any interruption. “What is this?” She thought as she made dinner that night. “Is this some sick jok...
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