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‘The Rain Was alive’ – A 100 Word Story

Another 100 word story. This one came about following a prompt to write Twitter Fiction from #ThePush.  It made me want to write something a little longer than 140 characters. The prompt was ‘The rain was alive.’

The Rain Was Alive

The rain was alive. I could feel droplets trickling into my ears, invading my mind with their sweet talk. The rest soaked through my clothes, slowly, seductively. Cold, wet fingers reached out, wrapping themselves around every part of my body.

The pleasure was intoxicating, overwhelming, until the excruciating pain started. The raindrops tiny teeth began slowly to eat me alive. The water in my mouth drowned out my final, agonizing screams.

The sun watched on patiently. In a short while the rain would soak away and she would begin to dry out those fleshless bones ready for a crunchy feast.





Now that I'm retired I have more time to devote to writing my blog and creating short stories.

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