Friday Flash Fiction

Hello Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to FFF, the Flash Fiction Friday series. Where my friends and I have one photo prompt and write exactly 100 words to describe what we see.  Does this weeks' picture frighten you? Maybe she hides a smile beneath his clamped hand?



He crept in behind her when she carried in a bag of groceries. She left the front door ajar as she took the bag into the kitchen. Unbeknownst to her, he slid snakelike under her baby’s crib and suspended himself by the bottom slats with his hands and feet.
She walked into the nursery to put away diapers. It’s nice to have a few moments to myself before I pick her up from the daycare, even if it’s running errands.
She reached the hallway before sensing someone behind her. She smiled without turning around, “Hi honey!”
“Sorry, not your honey.”
Okay, now I must fall asleep with that story in my mind. But, you can find another interesting interpretation by visiting the blogs of my friends. Some of the other blogs contain explicit content, including images and erotic writings, please visit at your discretion. Thank you for joining us for Friday Flash Fiction!

Lisa Worrall http://lworrall.blogspot.com
Bonni Sansom: http://bonnisansom.blogspot.com/
Naomi Shaw: http://midnightfantasieswithnaomishaw.blogspot.com/
Lee Brazil : http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/
ER Pierce http://www.erpierce.com
Cyril J. Michael: http://authorcyriljmichaels.blogspot.com/
Venus Cahill: http://www.venusbookluvr.blogspot.com/
Jean Joachim: http://joachimbooks.blogspot.com/
Muffy Wilson: http://MuffyWilson.blogspot.com
Sara York : http://SaraYork.blogspot.com
Yvonne Nicolas: http://yvonnenicolas.wordpress.com/
Gemma Parkes: http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/
Havan Fellows: http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com
Cassandre Dayne: http://cassandredayne.wordpress.com/
Luna Ella Aldora: http://moonkissedromantica.blogspot.com/
Kendel Davi: http://kendeldavi.wordpress.com/
Katie Harper http://katieharperwrites.blogspot.com/
Davee Jones: http://finless.blogspot.com/
AuroraRose Andromeda: http://rollingmuseintheroses.blogspot.com
Sherri Hayes: http://sherri-hayes.blogspot.com/

Comments

Havan said…
Holy shite! I'm on my way to bed too - thank goodness I don't have nightmares...but now I gotta know if she is okay - what slithered under the bed - if not her honey who?????? Holy shite!
January 19, 2012 at 9:26 PM
Naomi Shaw said…
Oh my! You certainly had me going. Good one.
January 20, 2012 at 3:44 AM
gemma parkes said…
Ok, l'm scared now, and worried! Great flash!
January 20, 2012 at 5:29 AM
Katie Harper said…
AAAAAHHHHH!!!! That was just mean. Who or what is he!?

GREAT JOB!!
January 20, 2012 at 12:27 PM
Unknown said…
OMG, that's so scary! Very good!
January 20, 2012 at 1:11 PM
Yvonne Nicolas said…
Oh crap! This one's gonna have me looking over my shoulder. LOL!
January 20, 2012 at 3:15 PM
ERP said…
Great, why did I read this before bed? Damn it.

Great post Davee :)

E~
January 20, 2012 at 6:21 PM
Luna Ella Aldora said…
Ughh! I'm going to have nightmares now, Davee! That was just creepier than creepy. What the heck kind of boogie-man-creeper is it?
January 20, 2012 at 7:04 PM
Rolling Muse in The Roses said…
I loved this. Creepy yet suspenseful. I wonder myself who this creature/man is. Have me curious as to what would happen. :)
January 20, 2012 at 9:07 PM
Bonni S. said…
Oh wow. A stalker or rapist or a burgler. Great post.
January 21, 2012 at 10:05 AM
VenusBookluvr said…
That was so creepy in a great way!!
January 21, 2012 at 12:45 PM
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