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Sunday, April 7, 2019

The Mist

We had to use Pobble365 to choose a writing prompt for any piece of writing we wanted to do. I chose Flash-Fiction. Here is my writing

The Mist


She waded out into the shallows. Waves of water bashed up against her bare legs, sending a chill up her already trembling body. She glanced back at what she had left behind on the shore. No regrets.


As she descended into the dark she could sense the misfortune already coming. Her weak body agitated with fear. 'No going back now' she whispered in her blank mind.


In this moment of time, she had everything on her mind. Especially him. She thought about the friendships
that had been broken even thoughts that any moment now she would breathe her last breath.

Now she was all alone in the midst of her old home. The ship where she had last seen her parents. A
ghastly mist choked the thin air. Now only footsteps away from death.
Flashbacks of the past came to her like the gushing movement of a waterfall. She remembered the time
she promised her Dad, she would never come back to this place. If she wanted answers promises had to be broken. She entered... 

It was a blur. 'What?' she said to herself. 'Ahhh!'...


She couldn't move. Desperate for answers lying on the cold, hard ground. She whispers softly ' My name is
Savannah Rose Parker someone please come find me'.

By Maia

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