Not for the Fainthearted

Photo by Alicia Jamtaas

Most people stayed away from this neck of the woods but she liked coming here on her way home from school.  It didn’t scare her one bit.  The tiny abandoned hut was where she went to read her book about Zingers and Zephyrs and listen to her favorite pop band, Caddy and Contagious.

She plowed through the unruly and overgrown bushes, humming softly.  Her mother would have a fit if she saw her now and she giggled at the thought.  She worried way too much.

The door was slightly ajar when she got there, which was curious.  She went inside.

100 Words

This post is for the Friday’s Fictioneers hosted by  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  You can find this week’s prompt here. To read other stories or to participate, click here. I also worked in the prompts for the June Writing prompts, courtesy of Putting My Feet in the Dirt.

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