Run

The soft forest floor embraced my footsteps, muting the crunch of leaves and fallen branches breaking under my feet. I ran deeper and deeper into the glen. Fog shrouded the pine trees, leaving me with a glimmer of light to follow. An owl hooted in the limbs above.

Why had I chosen this costume? I felt like an overdressed bear. Sweat poured down my face. I didn’t expect to be running. The plan was to trick or treat with my friends and scarf down mini-Snickers and gobs of candy corn until I felt ill.

Instead my plan took a hard left at the Hardy’s front door when an apparition appeared on the porch steps. “Run,” was all it said. So, I did.

And now all I could hear was the heavy breathing of something behind me, getting closer and closer. Darn! I forgot I had on those ugly white socks. They shone like a beacon in the darkening woods. I must keep running. It can’t catch me. There must be someone down this path who can help me. I can only hope


This is my entry for #Fall Writing Frenzy 2020. What is Fall Writing Frenzy 2020? It’s all about kidlit. Here’s the buzz from the site itself: “To create connections! The goal is to help everyone grow, by challenging you to write something different and connecting winners with established literary professionals. If you’re selected, one of these generous donors will critique a work of your choice. All kidlit levels are welcome: BB, PB, CB, MG, YA, GN. It’s a wonderful opportunity to sharpen your writing skills, make new friends, and connect with others who share the same passions. Our contest will also hopefully get everyone’s creative and spooktacular juices flowing for Susanna Hill’s Halloweensie contest at the end of October.”

56 thoughts on “Run

  1. terrific! Bernice

    On Wed, Sep 30, 2020 at 8:58 PM Creatividad Plus wrote:

    > dinatowbin posted: ” The soft forest floor embraced my footsteps, muting > the crunch of leaves and fallen branches breaking under my feet. I ran > deeper and deeper into the glen. Fog shrouded the pine trees, leaving me > with a glimmer of light to follow. An owl hooted in th” >

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  2. Leaving us on a cliffhanger! As a former cross country runner, I so appreciate the detail of the crunch of the leaves and fallen branches… takes me right back into those memories. Great job and good luck!

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