Tuesday, September 21, 2010

The icy wind bit at my exposed face. A sharp,quiet crack came from behind me.  I whirled around and looked for a short period of time. Shrill screams bellowed from behind me.  It felt like the cold had seaped from outside to my bones.  I couldn't run,the cold had concealed my body. Shadows darted around me.  This couldn't be the end for me.  But I didn't have a choice.

3 comments:

  1. Scary!! Well done, and it goes well with the picture. To evoke such a strong response from such a short entry is pretty telling of your strength as a writer. Excellent job.

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