Saturday, 19 March 2016

Nano Fiction 29 : Ghost Diaries

Winter night,
A tiny bulb, the only light, on the road,
A heap of garbage, dogs barking,
The road was barely visible,
Twisted through gloomy trees,
Heart racing, terrifying silence.

I walked silently, making no clatter of my footsteps,
So as not to bother the evil things sleeping about.

Suddenly some footsteps follow me,
And I do nothing, but walk faster and faster.
Tiny droplets of sweat make through majority of the pores of my body,
And the winter ceases to exist.


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