Play a game, you said. A little game, nothing more. Asking me to trust you, and with all of my heart I wanted to, yet there was this uneasy feeling, that never left me completely when I was around you. A feeling I did not understand, as you have never acted with anything but kindness, and a gentle hand, still – it was there, waiting for me to listen. Instead, I followed you, desperate for a friend, more kind words, another encouraging gesture. Caught in your web, I surrendered my intuition. And paid a horrific price.
Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2014
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What a creepy little snippet. Nicely done!
thank you, Tim!
Oh definitely creepy!
thanks Helen!
Often it’s best to heed those inner voices, they are usually our internal alarm bells.
Our instincts are so very clever, and never too tired to listen… Will we ever know about the “price”?
I like the whisper-like voice…
indeed they are – glad you liked it, thank you!