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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

rainy nightTwo 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.