...with Jenny Matlock
Today's link-up is a Literary Device Challenge in Sensory Details.
I'm not sure why I chose to venture into the dark, perhaps thoughts of Halloween?
Here's the prompt...
Ghosts
Here it was, the home of my childhood. Nothing had changed.
The splintered floorboards, dusty windows, and the porch that never welcomed.
I listened to the heavy quiet.
Blood roared through my ears and my head pounded.
I ran my hand over the wood door and pain shot through me like an arrow.
I gnawed on my bottom lip, and the metallic taste of blood reminded me
of all the years spent within these walls.
I opened the door and the musty smell of memories was heavy.
I returned to my car with a prayer of thanks for my new life.
I'm joining Jenny today for her Saturday Centus.
Put on your literary hats and jump in!
This is only my second try at Jenny's many challenges.
(I hope I did it right1)
Now it's your turn...enter HERE!
Oh this was very interesting and so intriguing. This would be a great story to continue some day to find out exactly what happened in this home. Good job.
ReplyDeleteThis is great! You went close to the dark side on this one, but I liked it!
ReplyDeleteIt left me wondering too, what exactly happened in that little house?
ReplyDeleteWell done! Lots of sensory stuff here, and a dose of darkness, too.
ReplyDeleteGlad her new life is treating her better.
=)
Oh it can't be your childhood home, it's my grandfather's hideaway, really! Ha ha, just kidding...this was just so cool, it came to life just like Jenny instructed us....kind of a cool assignment this week! Thanks so very much!
ReplyDeleteA sad childhood then. Thank goodness we survive to tell the tale.
ReplyDeleteGreat centus.
I like it. It makes me feel like I am watching a scene from a good movie.~Ames
ReplyDeleteWonderful centus. It's very well worded. I also like the music. It's a great match for this post.
ReplyDeleteI can really relate to this. Great work here!!!
ReplyDeletevery nicely done.
ReplyDeleteA different take here, not good memories in the boards. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteIt was something you'd tend to do, isn't it, go back to your past you've escaped from, just to see it again. Good job.
ReplyDeletegood to see that I'm not the only one that went in this direction. Great job.
ReplyDeleteMary Elizabeth! There is no wrong or write to what you share!
ReplyDeleteI like the dark slant you took here. It's funny how our imaginations start at the same beginning and end up at such diverse places!
I loved this.
Your writing is a joy to read!