Wish
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prompt-copyright-Bjorn Rudberg
Everyone, except her, was asleep; only she had slogged for fifteen
hours.
She left the room. The Moon was shining; and to her surprise it
was unusually large. There were stairs reaching the Moon. She thought she saw
someone bidding her to come up.
“I must be dreaming.”
She climbed the stairs. Half way up she looked back; all she
could see was darkness. Frightened, she ran up the stairs.
“Who was there? It was mother? No, it can’t be her.”
She was tired and wanted to sleep. But the climb would not
end.
“I wish I had never come”.
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A post on a photo prompt for Friday Fictioneers hosted byRochelle Wisoff.
Word count 100
This has a great quality of a nightmare coming true.
ReplyDeleteThanks Bjorn
DeleteNice fiction....
ReplyDeletethanks Arpita
DeleteReally nice work. :-)
ReplyDeletethanks Gaurab
DeleteDear I B,
ReplyDeleteSounds like one of those nightmares where you really believe you're awake and then realize you're asleep and try to wake up.
Shalom,
Rochelle
thanks, nice you could read it
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