Dark forest. Mondays Finish the Story – Oct 19, 2015

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

Finish the story begins with:   “Not knowing what to expect, he made his way into the dark of the forest.”

Not knowing what to expect he made his way into the dark of the forest. He listened and then kept on stumbling over twigs and  leaves. He felt so tired.

“Where are they? What do they want from me?”

Questions milling in his mind. He kept on moving. The forest grew denser and darker.

Suddenly he stopped.

“What was that? Where are they?”

Nothing, only his breathing. In, out, in, out. He kept his breath, there it was again. A very light thumb, thumb. It was coming closer and closer. He stood still waiting for the worst.

“Ha, got you!” came the familiar voice of his brother: “You can’t escape me. I was just joking. There are no monsters in the forest.” What a relief!

Mondays Finish the Story


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26 responses to “Dark forest. Mondays Finish the Story – Oct 19, 2015”

  1. You do a good job building tension through the story, Chioma. Nicely done! I think your final world should be ‘relief’ rather than ‘relieve’, though. 🙂


  2. Brothers! Who’d have them? Mine liked to play tricks on me, too. It was definitely a relief that it was his brother he could hear in your story, Ineke.


  3. Hehe,tipies broer! Mooi geskryf Ineke.
    Ek het jou boek klaar gelees en ek hou baie daarvan.Die stories is lekker kort en pittig en ek hou veral daarvan dat jy dit in verskillende kategorieë ingedeel het.So hier en daar is ‘n taalfoutjie wat deurgeglip het,maar dis nie hinderlik nie.Mooi so en begin sommer met die volgende boek!

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