(49) Thin Ice


Jonathan ignored the signs warning of thin ice; he loved skating on frozen ponds.

The surface shattered under his feet. He grabbed a jagged icy edge and pulled his head above the frigid water, gasping.

Claws seized his ankles. Ice broke in his hands as he went under for good.

I committed to doing The Writing Cooperative’s 52-Week Writing Challenge, and my choice is a 50-word horror story every week. Please leave some applause if you enjoyed it. And if you liked this, I’ve written longer stuff too.)