Hi everyone, welcome to another 8 sentences. This week as the dark nights are approaching, I thought I would share a spooky story from 'Enchanted' a Yellow Silk Dreams anthology. My story is called 'Patrick's Pendant' and my 8 are the opening lines:
Katie ran from the noise of the party across the empty road and towards a spinney behind a set of garages. She blinked away the many tears that threatened to thwart her view of the little path that led to three old swings and a rusty seesaw.
Nervously she glanced around in the darkness, she had been sure that someone would have been concerned enough to follow her.
Slumping down on the damp plastic seat on one of the swings she rocked back and forth, keeping both feet on the ground.
Her friends had been right, it was such a cliché but even her mother had told her so.
As her breathing calmed Katie pulled her cardigan closer around her. The swings on either side were swaying in the cool night breeze and the trees were rustling.
It was late, very late, possibly 2am and the temperature had dropped considerably.
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