The Witness

She stood there, shivering, her skin drenched in sweat. She couldn’t believe her eyes, though the horror was all too real. She wanted to scream, to cry, to run… but of course she couldn’t. Instead she stood rooted to the spot, staring at the monstrosity before her.

Blood dripped from his long, glistening fangs, trickled down his chin, and pooled bright and beautiful and terrible around the body of that poor girl. He grinned at her, and she felt her heart flutter madly in her chest like a dying bird. This had not been an accident… he had meant for her to see.

To bear witness to his newfound power.

The Witness

MaKayla Songer

Rich Creek, United States

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Artist's Description

Okay, I’m not much for writing short stories (My ‘short’ story is generally at least 10 typed pages at a MINIMUM), and I’ve never tried Flash Fiction before this so be kind… but I’d still love to hear any constructive crit you wanna throw at me. Just don’t eat me alive. :D
I did this for of of the ‘Flash Fiction’ contests. I just thought it would be fun, and I’d like to start entering as many of these as I can. Because it IS fun, and it’s good practice.
Oh, and I know I used ‘she’ alot, particularly in the first paragraph. I did that on purpose.

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