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100-Word Challenge for Grown-Ups – Week #131

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Wanderers

A wispy-haired woman stabbed wood into the yawning woodstove. Jason read at the kitchen table. The autumn wind rattled the windows and shook the dilapidated farmhouse.

“Louder, son.”

He paused and cleared his throat, licked his forefinger, and turned the page. The kerosene flame flickered and hurled giant silhouettes around them. “You can’t hide when the night demons visit.” He leaned closer to the meagre light.

She slammed the lid lifter and glared down at him. “Demons? What demons?” Insistent pounding silenced her. “Did you bolt the door?”

Eyes bulging, Jason shook his head.

“Let us in.”

“Who’s us?”

“Freddy and me.”

“But. You’re. Dead!”

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Author: Let's CUT the Crap!

I'm getting a little LONG in the tooth and have things to say about---ouch---AGEing. I believe it's certainly a state of mind but sometimes it's nice to hear that you're NORMAL. I enjoy reading by the truckload. I'm a grandma but I don't feel OLD although I'm not so young anymore. My plan is to stick it out as long as I can on this lovely planet and only will leave it kicking and screaming!

50 thoughts on “100-Word Challenge for Grown-Ups – Week #131

  1. You certainly are good at this 100 word story., loved it 😉

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  2. Oh my God where did that come from??? A totally unexpected tale, well done 🙂

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  3. Those demons have incredible timing! Well done Tess!

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  4. Too creepy! Well done, judging from the goosebumps on my arms, Tess!

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  5. Great descriptive scenes. One of the Poe lovers!

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  6. Oh, spit Tess. Dang, you set this one up!

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  7. Tess, I’m tempted to put you in touch with the ‘Burmese Rebels’ that frequent the space under Gill’s bed and ‘attacher during the night!

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  8. Well done! You packed a lot into 100 words.

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  9. Tess – That’s really a scary thought to think your story took a turn out of your control. Yikes. Now I want to hide under the bed.

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    • Noooo. Never under the bed. Don’t do it.
      ~(*_*)~~

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      • Love your new Avitar. I’ve been trying to get a new picture to put up but haven’t gotten one I like yet. The stress is showing on my face and gravity has really taken over. I’ve lost 116 pounds over the last 4 years. Actually the weight came off over 2 years and the other 40 pounds are just hanging around. Every new picture I see of myself looks (to me) like a drunk bag lady.

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      • You are too hard on yourself, but we always are. That’s a lot of weight to drop. Hope it wasn’t all stress. The trouble with weight and gravity and ‘time’ is they doesn’t care how we feel. I believe they are in cahoots with each other to give us a bad time. ❤

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  10. These are interesting. I read one on one of the blogs I follow, that brought me to tears….passing along memories and family. very touching.

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  11. I’m now more than a little concerned that perhaps my door is not locked either. Will work on summoning the courage to check as soon as the hairs on my neck lie back down!
    A very creepy submission, and a marvelous read.

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  12. Yikes! A horror story. Definitely got my attention Tess.

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  13. Agreed, you are very good at the 100 worders. Love the spooky feel and the descriptions. The yawning wood stove..brilliant Tess 🙂

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  14. I think the sign of a dang good 100-word story is the desire to read more after it is over.

    GIVE ME MORE!

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  15. Amazing. Was this inspired by China? I didn’t know you did horror.

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  16. Great, Tess! It reminded me of some of the stories my grandmother would tell about the years during The Depression. Yes, she liked ghosts. 😉

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  17. That was quite scary, Tess. Great writing as always 🙂

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  18. That was good and eerie. Were those outside voices or in Jason’s head? Cliff-hanger. )

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  19. I can’t believe your talent. Saying so much in so little. Amazing!

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  20. Oooh, creepy.

    I wonder why we find demons more scary at night. If they’re real, shouldn’t they be just as creepy in daylight?
    Is it because we try to sleep, so have time to worry? Or is it just that we’re generally more easily scared at night? Fear of the darkness?

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    • What an interesting question. It’s never occurred to me why night and day should make a difference. Hmm. I wonder if darkness is more scary because of its inky ability to hide things in nooks and crannies. What if the power goes out? We are lost and fear grabs on and chokes us. Maybe demons are more scary at night especially when we are a.l.o.n.e. Boo.

      Does daylight make us feel more in control? More sure of ourselves? More confident to overcome? Sure we still can be paralyzed by it but at least we have a clear view of the nooks and crannies? Are there more people around in day time?’m less afraid to check under the bed in daylight. Why is that? I cannot imagine.
      What do you think, K? Now that you’ve opened this subject up, I want to talk more about it. 🙂

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      • I think both the hiding and the control play a role. We are used to getting most of our information visually, and being “in the dark” is scary. Probably we do feel less capable of protecting ourselves.
        Of course agains supernatural beings that isn’t really an option anyway, is it? Sometimes I’m glad I simply do not believe in them.

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      • Me neither, although there have been times…and always at night. 🙂

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