Tears in the Night, a 50 Word Story
I awoke at midnight, alone.
I stretched, stopped. Weeping caught my attention.
The floor chilled my feet as I went to the door. The sobbing was louder, closer. My breath hitched as I gripped the knob. I twisted and pulled, then peered into the unknown. She knelt upon the ceiling.
Oh my gosh, this is incredibly creepy. Well done! I imagined myself in this character’s shoes — looking for the source of the sobbing and looking up to see a ghost kneeling on the ceiling.
Thanks! Mission accomplished!
Your story leaves me a climate of suspense difficult to decipher. Congratulations @frizzy
Very good. Sounds like a success to me!
Great story, @frizzy. It provides all the chills of the genre
Nice twist at the end!
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