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She shivered violently as fear chilled her to the bone, and her heart pummelled her rib cage as the reassuring murmur of the television downstairs ceased.
She pulled the covers over her head and breathed softly, her hot breath creating a claustrophobic atmosphere of suffocation beneath the duvet.
The landing light clicked off, pipes clanked as the central heating went to bed and she surfaced from her cocoon. Frigid midnight air chilled her face, lacing her mind with frost, and she stared with wide eyes into the blackness of her bedroom.
She gathered the duvet tight around her shoulders and waited, hiccupping with portentous tears and resignation, and when the demon arrived there was nothing left but silent despair.
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Yikes! I'm glad I didn't read this right before bedtime. Good scary job, Lisa!
Your writing is so vivid, Lisa! My heart started to pump faster as I read your words. I've been scared a night and remember pulling the covers up over my head. Luckily, I've never met up with a demon.
Vivid is a great way of describing this story which evokes the standard childhood fears and takes them to the next terrifying level. So very well done!
Wow – rocked! How disturbing! How chilling! So well delivered!
Keep the lights on! 🙂
That's a lovely compliment Laura! Those noises in the night (or the silence) plays on you!
Thank you Jo! Many childhood fears stay hidden away only coming out when you don't expect!
Thanks Miranda, a 'Wow', is always good!
Very chilling and powerful.. 😦
I'm glad it worked!