Icy Sedgwick

Folklore & Fantasy Fiction

She (A Super Short Story)

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She stands beyond the doorway and watches through windows.

'She' is just 107 words long. A perfect length for a coffee break, quick smoke break, or a change in pace from your daily routine.
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Her breath fogs the pane at night. Her feet make the floorboards creak in the hall when you think you’re the only one home.

'She' is just 107 words long. A perfect length for a coffee break, quick smoke break, or a change in pace from your daily routine.

She’s the smudge in the reflection, observing from the other side of the glass. And she’s the shadow that moves at the corner of your eye.

She prowls around your house and stalks through your garden, always putting walls between herself and the living.

She stays at the edge, patrolling the boundary but never crossing it, never daring to approach your flickering warmth.

She stays outside.

If you invited her inside…she’d have to kill you.

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  3. D. Paul Angel says

    I’m going with “Outdoor Cat.” 🙂 Nicely done, and an odd thought that there is something always on the edge of your life that would kill you if you got to close. Nicely done 🙂

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  7. Katherine Hajer says

    I have a couple of ideas as to who She could be (drawn from traditional mythology), but She does remind me of The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your House from Welcome to Night Vale. You might like that podcast, actually.

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