In response to the Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Shiver
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The hair prickled on the back of my neck. 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, the 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.
Excellent, what a great feel this has
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Thanks for dropping by and reading this little story of mine, Matthew 🙂
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Wow… that was brilliant! Loved it!
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Thank you 😀
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Chilling! (no pun intended!) 🙂
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Yep, very chilling
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