|Copyright -Rochelle Wisoff-Fields|
Word Count: 100 Words
I took the stairs with the hope of getting some cues. It’s getting dark outside and dogs are barking in the background. I brushed past some spider webs, broken glasses, and a bevy of creepy crawly critters.
Did someone scream? Or is it the howling wind?
I carefully ascended the creaky steps and bumped into a closed door with broken doorknob. I can feel someone watching me; reluctantly I let go of a breath I didn't know I was holding.
Scared? Hell yeah!
I hold the broken door knob, count to six, and turn it around.
"Olly olly oxen free...."