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Tick-Tock, Summer.

Inspired by a nightmare and a deep-seated fear.

By Natasha PennPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Tick-Tock, Summer.
Photo by Robert Zunikoff on Unsplash

Tick, tock.

I could hear him from my hiding place. Calling out, mocking me with the sing-song lilt of his voice.

Tick, tock.

My lower lip quivered as I slid down along the wall, easing slowly toward the grimy floor. The urge to peek out was suffocating--but I couldn't. I wouldn't.

Tick, tock.

He knew exactly what he was doing. He had waited until dusk and chased me to the old abandoned house on Baker Street.

As the last remnants of sunlight faded, I finally gave in and peeked out.

His grinning face was mere inches from mine. "Tick-tock, Summer."

Young AdultHorror

About the Creator

Natasha Penn

Latinx, genderfluid, parent Author, blogger, & freelance writer. Working on my book series: Saturn Rising, Book One: Aquarius. Will post my poetry, short stories, and fiction series here.


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