Michael Frost's Frostbitten Blog
“Come in and play, Daphne,” sharp whispers came from within. “We all like to play!”
First snickers, then giggles.
Her breathing stopped; heart thudded.
Growls from the shadows…something was hungry.
Basic common fact that there’s safety in numbers, unless…
The old Wade house been empty for years. Some say Millie still stands at the window waiting for her folks to come home not knowing they’ve been dead some thirty years now. 14 more words
A Haiku a Day
Teller hits alarm
Smith takes Vicki as a hostage
As the three charge in
“Why do you keep saying that? There’s nothing wrong with Kevin! He’s just imaginative!” –Mum’s denial of a psychopath.