Day 18: Whatever tickles your fancy
Apr. 10th, 2010 09:34 pmI'm running out of things that tickle my fancy. However, I did write a rather clever entry in
100_words that I'm darn proud of. That, I suppose, does indeed "tickle my fancy."
The bedroom door burst open with a deafening bang, followed quickly by a frantic woman hurling herself onto the bed, "No please!" She cried desperately.
He promptly followed, gun raised and a glint in his eye. She knew he meant trouble, "Stay still!" he bellowed, "I promise it's not going to hurt!"
She cried out, her body convulsing with each tear that slid down her cheek.
He pointed the gun at her face, grinning impishly the whole time.
"Aack!" She exclaimed, water pelting her face, "You're going to get it now, mister!" She jumped up as he ran away giggling.
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The bedroom door burst open with a deafening bang, followed quickly by a frantic woman hurling herself onto the bed, "No please!" She cried desperately.
He promptly followed, gun raised and a glint in his eye. She knew he meant trouble, "Stay still!" he bellowed, "I promise it's not going to hurt!"
She cried out, her body convulsing with each tear that slid down her cheek.
He pointed the gun at her face, grinning impishly the whole time.
"Aack!" She exclaimed, water pelting her face, "You're going to get it now, mister!" She jumped up as he ran away giggling.