PHOTO PROMPT © Gah Learner
Palms-flat pressing on the tabletop, beads of sweat dotting her forehead, teeth clenching, she glanced up at the full-moon. The incessant knocking was driving her to the brink of insanity. “Please open the door,” her sister pleaded, “whatever it is, we can talk about it.”
“We can’t talk about this,” she muttered, watching her nails turn into claws. “We can never talk about this.”
As the moon rose higher, the agonizing pain in her increased to the point of explosion but she didn’t dare to scream. All she could do was curl into a ball and wait for the inevitable.
(100 words)
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.
Good story!
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Thanks. 🙂
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You’ve returned to the basics of being a werewolf, and imagined some of the details of what it must be like to endure such a change. Those specific details give the story authenticity and interest. Well done!
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Thank you.
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Powerfully written story! Well done.
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Thank you. 🙂
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A powerful read.
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Thank you.
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I am surprised there were not more werewolf stories this week. Nicely done.
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I was quite surprised too. 🙂 Thank you for reading.
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My pleasure. See you next week.
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Sure, see you next week. Have a great week. 🙂
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Interesting description of the painful transition. Very imaginative.
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Thanks, I’ve been watching TV shows in the supernatural genre again, must had rubbed off on me. 😀
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