500 Words

I was really pleased to find out that my story made it through the first round of 500 words! What an incredible achievement!

I didn’t make it through to the top 50 but i’m so happy to be in the mix with the best 5000 that i don’t think it really matters, plus there is always next year!!

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My 500 Word Entry: Night Terror 

My breath caught in my throat, i could hear it again. That raspy, shallow breathing. I knew it wasn’t my parents or my little brother- they had gone away for the night. I was all alone in the house.

I was completely frozen in fear, i could feel myself getting hotter beneath the covers and now i desperately needed to scratch my ankle but i couldn’t, daren’t move.

If i move, it might see me. It can’t see me under the covers… can it?

I’ve heard the breathing every night now for over a month but up until this moment i thought it had been my brother messing around. Not anymore.

I finally muster enough courage to shift my body, i flex my foot as if it were an involuntary movement in my sleep. It lands against something solid. I could feel something, someone sitting at the bottom of my bed. I couldn’t help but let out a gasp.

A wash of white heat radiated down my spine, i could hear it right beside my ear now and knew my gasp have moved it closer to my face. Was it watching me?

“Is that it? Is that all she wrote?”

Molly stared at the bottom of the bed expecting to see something, anything. She clung tightly to the old journal she had been reading.

A hand etched upwards between the wall and the mattress, it’s rotting fingers walking, inching their way towards Molly. It’s broken, chipped nails snagging on the fabric.

With an intense internal shiver Molly leapt from the bed causing the hand to retreat from whence it came.

“I’m not staying here!” Molly declared as if to whatever entity was occupying the room and threw the journal onto the bed before making a start for the door.

The journal dropped silently beneath the bed frame where the darkness consumed it.

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Author: munchkinmegan

Megan is a prolific reader, having been reading since she was just 1 years old, Megan is never without a book in her hand or her heart. At just 5 years old Megan challenged herself to read 365 books in a year but finished in just 10 months! She has always been keen to grow her library at home and is a frequent visitor to our local library. Megan may have read 365 books in 10 months when she was a pipsqueak 5 year old but she was reading every day before that and every day since! We estimate that she is well over the 2000 book mark and nothing is slowing her down yet! She is a keen supporter of literacy and authors alike. Now she is older she hopes to give her reading challenge a boost by reading at least twice as many books in a year. Megan generally reads several times a day and as her parents we are read out a lot of passages from books!! :-) Megan is a keen reviewer and has decided to share her journey through books with other book minded people. She is also a member of a chatterbooks group where she is given a book (or 3) to read and review for the next gathering. She is confident in her approach to what she has read, what she likes and dislikes, and she has no problem expressing those feelings with other booklovers.

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