It’s Friday and time for Friday Fictioneers. We gathered every week to share our stories from a photo prompt of one hundred words or so. You can join in the fun if you wish. We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple. Here is my story.
She has been afraid forever – of everything. A cloud passes overhead. It’s as if someone has walked across her grave. She shivers, clutching her hands to her heart. She feels so cold.
She tries so hard to be brave. It is so very hard. She bites down on her lips, trying not to cry, trying not to feel sorry for herself. A tear spills out of her right eye. She chokes back a sob, taking a deep breath.
There are monsters everywhere. She starts to sing and dance. “Do the monster mash”. It’s the only way to keep them away.
7 thoughts on “THE MONSTER MASH”
Cute story. I always liked that song.
Thank you, Rochelle!
Poor woman, if singing and dancing helps, good for her. Therapy might help, too. Great take on the prompt.
Thanks for reading!
I like her courage. Your story hints at much bigger fears and issues than the light-hearted ending reveals. However, I think singing is a great way to keep the monsters at bay. Here’s a cute song too.
Thank you, Margaret! You’re very perceptive.
Oh, brrr. That’s a good one.