Tuesday, 4 February 2014

FlashFiction500 Project - #FictionCupboard

Just a bit about this project to start with - each week we get given an opening sentence. From that sentence we write a short story of no more than 500 words and submit it to the moderators of the group. The moderators then post them anonymously in the Flash Fiction community on G+ for all members to read unbiased. Its great fun. This was my first entry and the first story i'd written since my school days over 10 years ago! 


It sounded like something was moving in the cupboard and I was petrified.  I had no where else to go, I was trapped.
I hastily searched the room for another option and darted under the bed. My toes just cleared the valance sheet when I heard the door open, followed by that eerie silence they seem to carry with them.
I held my breath and hoped that it wouldn't start searching the room. An icy chill started to creep up my spine as time went on, nervous sweat beading on my brow.
I'm not sure exactly how long I lay under that bed but it felt like hours, days even. It was possibly less than five minutes, but arguably the scariest five minutes I've ever had the pleasure of enduring.
I heard the main bedroom door open and close and the room seemed to warm slightly. I listened carefully for, well for anything; any sound at all to tell me it had gone.
I waited a while longer until I could be sure that I could hear the owl outside hooting away and that it wasn't just my imagination. 
I felt exhausted and had to pull every ounce of effort left in my body to crawl out from under the bed. As I started to move, adrenaline began a delayed rushing through my body sending my heart thumping and ramping up the fear once again. I stayed lay on the floor next to the bed for  little while longer while I pulled myself together.When I finally stood up I scanned the room, it was empty. it looked completely untouched, like a freshly cleaned hotel room. The cupboard door was closed and the only sounds were the owl and the breeze outside the window.
I couldn't even entertain the thought of leaving the room so I pulled back the covers of the bed and lay down. I pulled myself into a tight ball and closed my eyes and then I woke up...



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