Footsteps in the Dark

The trees stood dead still and the dry yellow leaves rustled under her feet as she made her way through the path. The mourning of the wind haunted her as the evening sun bid farewell to the sky. Her heart pounded louder than the drums of a Zumba beat. The stillness and quietness of this path sent chillness to her bones. She increased her steps to move faster when…

Suddenly, she heard footsteps some distance behind her. She stopped and listened but heard nothing. It must be her fears toying with her imaginations. She carried on and there again she heard the steps, she froze with fright. “Who’s there?”, she called out, voice quavering but the only response she got was the howlings of the wind.

Adrenaline pumping through her veins, she sped off running as fast as her legs could carry her. She almost was certain she was been chased after as the rustles of the leaves behind her increased as well. Tears streamed down her face and dreadful thoughts raced through her mind. All she could mutter underneath her breath was, “Please don’t hurt me! Please don’t hurt me”… (To be continued).

Daily prompt: Footsteps, Sky

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