Carl burst through the door and ran down the slope. “Get! It’s not safe!” he yelled.
Fits of laughter exploded and children ran in every direction.
Why do kids always ignore posted signs? Carl sighed. Can’t they see the cracks? Or is it their nature to flirt with danger?
With slow, deliberate steps he traced the scattered tracks and deep spider veins at his feet. Kneeling, he brushed the sleet aside. Revealed the hard iced lake beneath. The surface was cloudy, yet clear enough to see within its depth. Still there, her frozen face stared up at him, unblinking.
© Copyright 2016 Debra Kristi. All rights reserved.
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Debra Kristi lives in sunny California with her husband, two kids, and four schizophrenic cats. Unlike the characters she often writes, Debra is not immortal and her only superpower is letting the dishes and laundry pile up. When not writing, she is usually creating memories with her family, geeking out to sci-fi and fantasy television, and tossing out movie quotes.
10 thoughts on “Frozen Unknown by Debra Kristi”
Makes you wonder how we ever made it out of childhood. Haunting.
Oh yeah! Gave me chills, literally.
Wow. This one caught me off guard. Went from crotchety but kindly old man to creepy…leaves you wondering if the face he sees is a painful memory or if he’s a serial killer 🙂
Indeed. Makes you wonder.
Very nice. I love stories that leave you with, “Was it this? Or was it that?” Wonderful.
Chilling! Very well written.
You got me! I did not see that coming. Brrrrr!
Makes me wish you could have written more than a one hundred words. A very intriguing ending.
Eerie! I love the spider veins.
Building suspense and creating an eerie atmosphere in just 100 words can’t be easy, and yet you’ve succeeded here. Good work.