I’m not sure which came first, his fear or mine.
We were standing there, his sweaty hand wrapped around my dry one, his head cocked slightly to the left as he began to lean in for our first kiss (to hell with his mother’s opinion of me).
Screams erupted behind us, just beyond the wooded path we had traveled moments before and we both jumped and screamed in response, the romantic moment totally wrecked of course.
These parts were known for creepy, unexplained happenings (like deaths and stuff), which is why we had chosen to come to this exact spot; we wanted to reenact one of the murders, minus the dying part of course, and it was all supposed to have started with a kiss.
Now we were totally freaked out and shaking—the only way back to the car blocked by the screaming—until a young naked, shrieking couple emerged, shivering and muddy; the sudden downpour having rudely interrupted their activities.
—Five Sentence Fiction, of Lillie McFerrin fame, offered up “rain” as this week’s writing challenge.
fabulous, Britton. I’ve never tried this 5 sentence fiction, but it looks like fun. Very creative!
Linda, I highly recommend jumping into these challenges–they are so good at helping me keep my writing succinct. I’ve also found that it’s a great way to experiment with narration. Go for it!
Great spots do issue haunting calls to more than one… hauntingly yummy.
Thank you for enjoying. I love these short challenges!
LOL! This is wonderful. I love the voice of your narrator. So glad you decided to join in.
My narrator was quite insistent; making me use the word “stuff” against my will!
wowy!! that was something 🙂 i quite like it
Thank you so much for taking the time to read my five. I had so much fun writing them.
Wow that was spooky! Brilliant narration 🙂
Thank you–I really had fun with the narration in this one–thanks for noticing.
I agree with Jayne re: the narrator’s voice. And you really do capture that sense of youthful interplay between sexual tension and potential Blair Witch Project creepiness. It takes a teenage heart to be annoyed at being interrupted — despite what may really be going on.
Thanks Deborah- this was a fun piece to write.
Wild and fun! I do enjoy how they were interrupted by another couple doing the same thing.
Wanda, thank you for reading my five. 🙂
Oh it’s fun going through it!
Thanks for stopping by!
Have I told you lately that
I. Love. Your. Writing? x
Kim — thank you so much. That means the world to me. 🙂
—–Just a quick note,
I loved your comment so much on Sisterwives that I am framing it for my writing room. I needed that today cuz sometimes I feel as if my writing does not matter a damn. Thank you, dearest! xxxx
Sweetheart. Your writing matters, A LOT. The fact that you cannot help but do it, and the fact that the precious Kay is in the heart and soul of every sentence your craft; every brave emotion you share, makes your writing indecipherable from the very essence of you, my love. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop. <3