Friday, October 22, 2010

Writing the Next Line Recap

Here's the recap. Bravo guys. Really, this was awesome.
Thanks for pariticipating.

The clouds stretched across the full moon which made it look like it wore a collar. The shadows from the bare limbs created a spider web like pattern on the small dirt path. I took in a deep breath, inhaling the chilled winter air and walked ahead. Of course, I was the one who had to gather the firewood. Old reliable. Plus, I wasn't passed out or throwing up in a toilet, so I was the only capable one. Josie, my best friend, thought it would be a brillant idea to have a party at her father's log cabin in the middle of winter. Little did she realize, you had to keep a fire going so we wouldn't freeze to death.

 I picked up a couple of sticks and placed them in a leather bag. A light breeze rustled a few dead leaves that pushed the lifeless limbs above me, creating a creaking sound. I could hear Ryan's bellowing laugh, echo through the hills. Nothing like attracting attention.The cabin wasn't far. I knew to stay close. Being in the woods, at night, by yourself, can make you a little anxious. I walked down the path further, quickening my step.

A scratching noise, like a knife to a rock, came from my right. I held my breath. It could be the trees dancing in the breeze. I searched and saw nothing. Adrenaline began to pump through me and my body shook a little.

It's only an animal of some sort. I thought. Finish and get back to the cabin.
I continued to gather some more wood when the scratching started to my left, but this time it was closer.

My step quickened - but I had to remind myself not to run. Running only invited a chase.
Behind me I heard a whuff of breath and I spun around, but there was nothing. The scratching started again, this time to my right. I suppressed the urge to look when something grabbed me and covered my mouth. The hand reeked of petrol and smoke, and I chocked as I tried to breathe. I felt hot breath curl its way around my ear and leave it cold in the frosty air. i tried to scream, but only muffled sounds came from my deep in my throat. I gathered all my strength and with all my might, I broke the person's hold around me. I turned sharply to see who this was.

"Oh my God!" I shouted. "I thought you were dead!"

"Jesus Abby, chill for a minute," he said "I'm not trying to hurt you."

Hurting me was no longer my concern, why I was seeing & talking to my dead boyfriend was.

"I'll explain in a minute," he said, his voice low and tight with panic, "but first we need to get out of here."

Great job! I love this one. I had a little trouble with blogger, so sorry for the spacing. Have a great weekend!!


  1. Ooh, me too! What did I miss? Did you have a contest, blogger thing? Oh, man. Well, at least I'm following you now.

  2. Oh I wanted so much more!!! I added such a doozy I had hoped it would take off... who doesn't love a dead boyfriend angle? Man I love this Christine, always a blast!

  3. It really leaves you hanging, huh? LOL. Love it, though! And have a great weekend!!

  4. Great story! Perfect for Halloween. I love that you do this on your blog. You are awesome, Christine.

  5. hi miss christine! that was so much fun. now its a for real neat story. i hope you do that again some time cause it fun writing with my blogger friends. and we got a pretty good story going for sure. i hope you have a really fun weekend.
    ...hugs from lenny

  6. oh no! i missed it!!

    i love this idea :D