Day Seventeen: Your Personality on the Page
Today’s Prompt: We all have anxieties, worries, and fears. What are you scared of? Address one of your worst fears. Today’s Twist: Write this post in a style distinct from your own.
Since I like to write complex and long sentences or even sentence fragments, for today’s twist I chose to write a piece using all one-syllable words. 😀
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On My Own
Two a.m. I stood and looked out through the smudged glass as the dark rain pooled in the street. I was full of fear in the strange house — just me. New house noise made me jump. How long does it take for him to bring the last load of “stuff” from town for Pete’s sake? Should have left it till the next day.
I turned. What did I see in the hall? A wraith? No, you nut! This is NOT Lord of the Rings. It’s just shades of gray. I know! More light! I need more light. I turned on the lamp and stood still. I saw all that must be done the next day. It did not help calm my fears.
Back at the smeared pane I cried and watched in hope for the lights of the car to pull in the drive. I hate when it’s just me. I fear the dark, I fear the night, I fear when I’m left on my own.
Impromptu Promptlings 
Funny, we have the same fears. Now I don’t feel so alone 🙂 Love the picture that painted with your words. Want to read more.
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Thanks, hon. Yeah, being alone at night seems to be a real common fear. Been known to keep my husbands practice swing golf club handy! Guess I’ll be moving into a retirement home if that time ever comes!
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You know you have the beginning of an incredible story here. Again, a palpable feel. Very nice!
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That, my dear, is the beginning, middle, and end of the story. I am VERY afraid of being left alone at night! Don’t know what I’ll do if HL passes before me. I’ll be having my days and nights turned around for sure.
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Yeah I worry about that too with hubby. It scares the you know what out of, thinking of losing him and being alone.
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Sad, isn’t it? We seem so big and brave in the daylight and are reduced to simpering females at night! (rolls eyes…) With as many break ins as you’ve had there, would you stay where you are? Or would you go back to Oregon?
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You can paint a great picture my friend.
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That was kind of like Paint-by-Numbers. Just puttin’ words on the page. A game… But thank you, O wise one.
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I understand. I really do.
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But I am sure not always. It seems to me that whenever I’m most craving solitude, people stick around like toilet paper to my shoe. I guess the old adage holds: feast or famine.
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Boy isn’t that the truth! 😀 As I’ve been sitting here trying to do that assignment my 37-year-old son who is getting a divorce and is living with us is going on and on and on about the violence in Baltimore and the awful things people are saying on twitter. I finally told him if they’d ALL shut up and go DO something constructive it might help! I’m sure I could have come up with something pithier if he hadn’t been stuck to my shoe while I was writing! 😀 But it IS true that I’m afraid of the dark, not solitude.
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