Sunday, March 15, 2015

55-word fiction: Terrified


It was red all around her. It seemed sticky and thick and absolutely gross. She flinched and thought of all the cotton she would need to clean it up. How would she go and tell her mother?
This nail-polish bottle was the only one she had before it fell on the floor and broke.

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