Fiction | Day 252
Why Are You Haunting Me?
It was an accident
Random word: Haphazard
Twist: The story starts with “ When I awoke from the dream…”
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When I awoke from the dream I was disoriented. It was filled with life-like haphazard images.
Zander chased me on the flat rooftop, shouting, “I will get you, Mikey, you can’t escape. You are too slow, you wooze. You’re dead!”
I could feel his bony knuckles tearing my cheek skin. Was it a dream? It felt so real.
I kicked. You reeled backward. I couldn’t hold you, Zander. My hands were slippery from sweat and fear.
I still hear the thud as your head cracks the pavement.
Why are you haunting me night after night in my dreams, Zander?
Author’s note:
You can’t control everything in life. Accidents happen. A guilty conscious is powerful. It will haunt and destroy you if you let it be.
I enjoyed Chris Yanda’s and Miriam Connolly’s Drabbles linked below:
