FoxTales #6: The Trapped
Parents and other local folks would tell us stories of a monster living in the gloomy house at the end of the street hence we should avoid it. But as kids, those warnings were like hints that poked at our curiosity. So when night came, we entered the property through the backyard and snuck by the window. As we peeked inside, we saw a single candle bathe the room in its frail light. And from the dark corner of the room, a figure on his knees rose. Seeing his pale face, my friends freaked out and exclaimed "Monster!" as they run away. My eyes rested on the figure once more, one last look before I would run myself, but I saw something different. I could see his grief, his need to finish his existence. He wanted to die, to be able to finally rest, but he can't. He was trapped in a cage of his own nightmares, left to suffer for all eternity.
This is my entry for FoxTales contest week #6 :)
She posts a story image and contestants use it to make a story.
Read & Join the contest too:
https://steemit.com/art/@vermillionfox/week-6-fox-tales-story-image-and-announcing-the-winners-for-last-week
You might also want to read my previous enrtries :)
Morning After The Confession
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Thanks!
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I love the story I will submit one as well.
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