100 word story challenge

Sandy: Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge

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Sandy snuck up the stairs; you could tell she was shaking as the torches beam bounced all over the place. She had heard the sound of a child’s laughter upstairs, right before the power had gone out.

Sandy was really regretting moving to Broken Hill.

Her heart was hammering and she gave a little yelp when she heard the laughter again. A small near translucent snowy figure floated right past her and through the front door. As soon as it was gone the power came back on.

Sandy made the decision right then that she was moving back to Charlestown.

Caught: Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge

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I dash as fast as I can into the cover of the forest, but as soon as I reach the safety of cover, I trip on a gnarled tree root. My ankle is screaming in pain. I try to get to my feet but my jeans are caught. I hear the mutant unicorn call out to its herd. I free myself and run as fast as I can. Even without the injured ankle I can’t match the speed and agility of the wicked monstrosities that are hunting me down. I can hear them closing in behind me. They’ve caught me.

Death Trap: Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge

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This is my first attempt at the Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge, so be kind LOL 🙂

Death Trap

I stood breathing heavily, being as still as I could possibly be as the old elevator clunked and rattled around me.

It ground to a halt on the top floor. With an ear piercing screech I scraped the old metal gates open and stepped out. I let out a sigh, I hadn’t plummeted to my death and the decrepit old thing had managed to struggle, surge and take me up to the loft in this rank old warehouse.

What was he thinking? I swear my boyfriend is nuts for purchasing this old rundown warehouse, the lift alone is a death trap.