I skipped Writing Prompt #4 only because it stayed in my head and didn’t want to get out. Not a problem with Writing Prompt #5, I pushed it out of my head because I’m a scaredy cat.
In 100 words, write a scary story.
Immediately, one story came to mind. The only problem was keeping to the word count. I managed but not sure if I succeeded.
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The hair at the back of my neck prickled. I fought to remain calm; continued walking.
An excruciatingly sweet scent assailed me. I battled the urge to vomit; refrained from looking behind.
The Pontianak, spirit of a woman who died violently during childbirth hovered behind me. I held my hands around my stomach in protection.
Harsh breathing pierced my ears. Sticky, warm on my skin. I recoiled.
I strode faster. The path dark and the winds cold. I shivered.
One more step towards light and safety, I smiled…
…then froze. Cold hands around my throat; extinguishing life.
Goodbye daughter.
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Safe to say, I was freaking scared at the end too.
Only because this is a partially true story.
WORDS from SONOBE 
*shivers*
I’m scared to read this post.
Will read it with a happy song playing in the background.
And then watch an episode of Modern Family.
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