100 word challenge
In a small town there was a house. It was a house that nobody went
near, for the house was a wreck. Windows were broken, gardens were
overgrown and a white mist hung around the top of it. It was the
middle of the night. A girl in a dark crimson dress slowly walked
down the street, as if she was compelled to go somewhere. She wore
a grave expression on her face. As she walked quickly through the
misty night voices shouted at her frantically to stop. But she couldn’t.
She kept walking, straight into the danger…
near, for the house was a wreck. Windows were broken, gardens were
overgrown and a white mist hung around the top of it. It was the
middle of the night. A girl in a dark crimson dress slowly walked
down the street, as if she was compelled to go somewhere. She wore
a grave expression on her face. As she walked quickly through the
misty night voices shouted at her frantically to stop. But she couldn’t.
She kept walking, straight into the danger…
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