(A.N.-New short story(: My friend and I wrote this as a play, so just for fun I put it into a short story[: )
Prologue:
Fear-noun
A distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the feeling or condition of being afraid.
I sat in the living room. I looked around frantically, but I could only see the blinding darkness that surrounded me. I stopped looking and tried to listen, but all I could hear was my heart pounding furiously against my aching chest. My breath caught in my sore throat as I heard a voice next to me.
“You’re too big to hide.” I saw her silhouette move closer to my shivering body. The outline of her ponytail bobbed as she repeated what she had just said.
“No, I wasn’t hiding.” I stared straight forward and hugged my knees to my chest tighter.
She forcefully brought my face up to look at her. Even though I couldn’t see her, I could feel her evil glare burning into me.
“Then what were you doing out here, all alone, at one in the morning?”
I didn’t answer her. I couldn’t answer her. The fear inside of me built up—I started shaking. I heard a menacing laugh come out of her.
“Do you know who I am?” She asked slowly.
“Yes.” Was all I could say.
“Do you know why I’m here?”
I shook my head, but remembering how dark it was, I forced myself to speak. “N-no.”
“Oh, you don’t?” I cringed when she raised her voice.
“No.” I tried to have more power in my weak voice, but it was hopeless.
“I’m here, because you lied. I don’t like when people lie to me.” She leaned closer to me; her ponytail brushed my face as she continued to speak harshly. “Want to know what I do to liars? I kill them.” She said, not giving me a chance to answer.
“No, please d-don’t.” I choked out.
“You want to live, fine. If you want to save your own life, then others will have to suffer.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, if I spare your life, then three others will have to die. So it’s your choice. Do you want to live, or die?”
“I want to live.” I said quietly.
“What?”
I knew she heard me, but I repeated myself louder.
“Alright,” She moved away from me. “But just a warning, I don’t play fair.” I heard the smirk in her voice. Soon, I saw her silhouette move swiftly out of the room. Leaving me alone and terrified.
(A.N.- Thanks for reading<3)
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Short StoryFear- noun A distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the feeling or condition of being afraid.