Day 5 Sleepover I dream as though I’m wide awake,but it is the world I do not see. You see, I live in a world of fantasy,and that is where I’m meant to be. Please don’t disturb my reverie,but you’re welcome to join me. I love this world of duality,for it reminds me of whoContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
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25 Days of Terror
Day #5, Sleep Over – by Elizabeth Averay BANG. ‘Dad, what was that?’ ‘Easy, Jane. I think we blew a tyre.’ Pulling over to check, Dan finds two tyres have blown out. ‘Crap.’ Looking up at the sky, he grimaces at the thick black/grey clouds mounting up. Leaning out the back window, Greg asks, ‘So,Continue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day #5, Sleep Over – by Amber Averay I wait in the bedroom for my friends, wondering what can be taking them so long. I’m impatient, unable to contain my excitement. I’ve been looking forward to this for so long! I hope they’re looking forward to it as much as I am. At last IContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day #4, Costume Party – by Elizabeth Averay INVITATION! You and a friend are invited to the exclusive North Grove Cemetery Halloween Party. Theme: Supernatural Must be in costume for admittance. Yours sincerely, The North Grove Cemetery Preservation Society Looking at the invite with amazement, I read it again to be sure. I’ve heard ofContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day #4, Costume Party – by Amber Averay Hmmm… What to wear, what to wear? Althea idly flicked through the clothing on the rack, ignoring the glittery bralets and sparkling skirts and sheer, shimmery tops. She didn’t know what she wanted to wear, but she knew what she didn’t want to wear. And she didn’tContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day Three: Trio – by Elizabeth Averay Once upon a time, in a land far away, there were three sisters. Each one beautiful and very different. People would flock to their little town just to see them. The sisters were each a year apart, with similar names: Gina, the oldest, was blonde, blue-eyed, and lightlyContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day Three: Trio – by Amber Averay After the arrival of her twin boys, and the immediate death of the younger, Mother cherished the remaining child. Stanford was her pride and joy, for it is no secret here that males are the preferred gender. I am tolerated for my beauty – blonde, blue-eyed, slender –Continue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day 2: Mix Up – by Amber Averay ‘You’re weak!’ her brother spat, tossing her favourite book, sans cover, to the floor and crouching over her. ‘Ma and Pop should have just left you in the snow as a baby – then I wouldn’t have to deal with you. You’re pathetic!’ Dolly’s ma, leaning inContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day Two: Mix Up – by Elizabeth Averay Coming to, I see…nothing. Reaching out, I can feel a smooth curved wall around me, and a flat base and top which I hit my head on trying to stand up. I feel a sinking sensation, and hear constant groans. What is going on?? Rubbing my soreContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day 2 The Mix Up His favorite color used to be green–now it was blue. It seemed like such a small thing, but as his twin–I would know. You don’t just wake up one morning and forget nearly everything about you’re life. He called me our sister’s name. He claimed it was an innocent mistake,Continue reading “25 Days of Terror”
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