Pale faces at my window, alien and distorted, paralyze me with fear. I shake my head, trying to dispel white noise voices that buzz inside my brain. I can’t escape from these aberrations.
This weekend’s Trifextra challenge is to,”Write a horror story in 33 words, without the words blood, scream, died, death, knife, gun, or kill.”
Someone near and dear to me sees these faces and hears these voices. While this isn’t a classic horror story, it is a real Hitchcockian nightmare from which he will never wake. That, to me, is frightening beyond measure.
Thin spiral notebook 
Thanks so much for linking up with Trifecta this week. Hope to see you back on Monday (10 am Eastern) for the new prompt and some exciting news about the changes Trifecta is making to spread the word about our writing community.
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You captured the intensity of this horror within one’s self perfectly.
Great piece!
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ah, the horrors of the mind š
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“Paralyze me with fear.” I hate that feeling. Tragic, unfair, and horrific at the same time.
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Yep. Demons aren’t always EXternal. Good interpretation.
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I agree….this would be horrifying. You’ve painted a haunting mental image.
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Excellent!
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Ouch. It feels like the narrator is trapped. I imagine your friend greeting every visitor with fear, struggling to hear their true voices over the white noise.
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Sad and horrible. Pale faces at my window. That says it all.
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I love the layout of your blog for one š But this was great… made me want to jump back in and ride that 33 spoke-n words myself! š
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