I Know What You Did Last Halloween: Part 1 (Intro)

Fall—or for those who like to be fancy, autumn—the season most people look forward to. The cool, crisp breeze in the morning, yet the sun still warms you by the afternoon. Harvest colors and flavors. Cinnamon, nutmeg, sage, pumpkin. Boots, scarfs, and sweaters. Decorations beginning to crowd the store shelves. A pleasant reminder that the holidays are right around the corner.

It’s a season everyone loves. Everyone, that is, but me.

In fact, recently, I’ve come to dread it. I see it now only as the anniversary of what happened to Sam. Something I care not to remember, but as my luck would have it—it seems—fate has other plans.

It’s too early in the morning, and still much too dark in my room for me to be scrolling through emails on my phone. But one email in particular, from an address I don’t recognize, glares at me, and it has me freaked. The longer I stare, reading it over and over again, the brighter my phone’s backlight seems to become. Even when I dial it back to its lowest setting, it still pierces my retinas with seven simple words that, although  nonsuspicious on their own, when strung together, may potentially derail this fantasy of a life I’ve spent the last year concocting for myself…

“I know what you did last Halloween.”

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction: Week of October 30

Rise and shine! Time to get out your stop watches, exercise your typing fingers, and pick your brains for some quick creativity.

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a complete micro-fiction piece in, you guessed it, one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided! Of course, you can come back to edit for grammar & spelling, but the story itself must be written in a minute.

Your prompt may be a photo, or a word, or a sentence—whatever inspires me, and hopefully inspires you too.

All October long, I’m giving you Halloween-themed prompts, and with the night of horror quickly approaching, I thought I’d kick things off with this “witchy” photo prompt…

Now it’s time for the rules. I don’t have many, because we all know rules are no fun, but here are the basic logistics for each challenge:

  • Write your story in one minute. (Use a stop watch to keep yourself honest. 😉 )
  • Post it to your blog and tag it #1MinFiction.
  • Link it back to this prompt post.

And that’s it! Let’s get to writing, shall we? And…

Ready . . .

Set . . .

Write!

#1MinFiction: Precautionary Tale

I learn from the mistakes of murder victims in slasher movies.

I never baby sit the neighbors’ kids. I wouldn’t be caught dead near a campground or lake. I consume energy drinks to stay awake.

I wish I could move my washer and dryer out of the basement. The light flickers. The door slams whenever there’s a draft. The stairs creak . . .

Even when I’m not on them . . .

—Nortina


Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a story in one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided. October will be full of terrifying Halloween-themed prompts. Today’s prompt is: slasher.

 

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction: Week of October 23

Rise and shine! Time to get out your stop watches, exercise your typing fingers, and pick your brains for creativity.

If you’re on the US east coast, it’s 9 AM, which means yet another Monday lost to eight dreadful hours spent in the office (unless you actually like your job . . . yeah, right).

I know everyone hates Mondays, but let’s start this Monday off right, with some quick thinking, some quick typing, and hopefully, lots of fun!

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a complete micro-fiction piece in, you guessed it, one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided! Of course, you can come back to edit for grammar & spelling, but the story itself must be written in a minute.

Your prompt may be a photo, or a word, or a sentence—whatever inspires me, and hopefully inspires you too.

All October long, I’m giving you Halloween-themed prompts! This week’s prompt is an homage to our favorite genre of Halloween horror movies…

slasher

Now it’s time for the rules. I don’t have many, because we all know rules are no fun, but here are the basic logistics for each challenge:

  • Write your story in one minute. (Use a stop watch to keep yourself honest. 😉 )
  • Post it to your blog and tag it #1MinFiction.
  • Link it back to this prompt post.

And that’s it! Let’s get to writing, shall we? And…

Ready . . .

Set . . .

Write!

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction: Week of October 16

Rise and shine! Time to get out your stop watches, exercise your typing fingers, and pick your brains for creativity.

If you’re on the US east coast, it’s 9 AM, which means yet another Monday lost to eight dreadful hours spent in the office (unless you actually like your job . . . yeah, right).

I know everyone hates Mondays, but let’s start this Monday off right, with some quick thinking, some quick typing, and hopefully, lots of fun!

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a complete micro-fiction piece in, you guessed it, one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided! Of course, you can come back to edit for grammar & spelling, but the story itself must be written in a minute.

Your prompt may be a photo, or a word, or a sentence—whatever inspires me, and hopefully inspires you too.

All October long, I’m giving you Halloween-themed prompts! This week’s photo prompt may remind you of a certain circular horror movie…

Now it’s time for the rules. I don’t have many, because we all know rules are no fun, but here are the basic logistics for each challenge:

  • Write your story in one minute. (Use a stop watch to keep yourself honest. 😉 )
  • Post it to your blog and tag it #1MinFiction.
  • Link it back to this prompt post.

And that’s it! Let’s get to writing, shall we? And…

Ready . . .

Set . . .

Write!

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction: Week of October 9

Rise and shine! Time to get out your stop watches, exercise your typing fingers, and pick your brains for some creativity.

If you’re on the US east coast, it’s 8 AM, which means if you are still in the bed, hitting that snooze button for the thirtieth time, GET UP! You’re going to be late. I know everyone hates Mondays, but let’s make use of this last minute of free time—between brushing your teeth and throwing on a wrinkly pair of pants you hope don’t make you look too much like a bum—and get motivated for this Monday morning and the week ahead.

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a complete micro-fiction piece in, you guessed it, one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided! Of course, you can come back to edit for grammar & spelling, but the story itself must be written in a minute.

Your prompt may be a photo, or a word, or a sentence—whatever inspires me, and hopefully inspires you too.

All October long, I’m giving you Halloween-themed prompts! Are you one who often yells at the screen while watching a scary movie? Those scary movie characters, they’re not the brightest when it comes to avoiding getting murdered, are they? Then again, if they did make good judgement calls, there wouldn’t be much of a movie. So here’s to screaming again and again to the serial killer’s next victim . . .

don’t open the door!

Now it’s time for the rules. I don’t have many, because we all know rules are no fun, but here are the basic logistics for each challenge:

  • Write your story in one minute. (Use a stop watch to keep yourself honest. 😉 )
  • Post it to your blog and tag it #1MinFiction.
  • Link it back to this prompt post.

And that’s it! Let’s get to writing, shall we? And…

Ready . . .

Set . . .

Write!

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction: Week of October 2

Rise and shine! Time to get out your stop watches, exercise your typing fingers, and pick your brains for some creativity.

If you’re on the US east coast, it’s 8 AM, which means if you are still in the bed, hitting that snooze button for the thirtieth time, GET UP! You’re going to be late. I know everyone hates Mondays, but let’s make use of this last minute of free time—between brushing your teeth and throwing on a wrinkly pair of pants you hope don’t make you look too much like a bum—and get motivated for this Monday morning and the week ahead.

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a complete micro-fiction piece in, you guessed it, one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided! Of course, you can come back to edit for grammar & spelling, but the story itself must be written in a minute.

Your prompt may be a photo, or a word, or a sentence—whatever inspires me, and hopefully inspires you too.

It’s finally October, which means the best part of the year is here: the holiday season! But hold your horses. I know they’re rushing out the Christmas decorations in the stores, and I’ll probably try to find some sweet deals on lights and ornaments while it’s still early, but here on the blog, we do things in order. First it’s Halloween and all things scary. Then it’s Thanksgiving and all things gluttonous. And finally Christmas, my favorite holiday (and not because I get presents either).

So, let’s kick things off with Halloween and this week’s scary one-word prompt . . .

poltergeist

Now it’s time for the rules. I don’t have many, because we all know rules are no fun, but here are the basic logistics for each challenge:

  • Write your story in one minute. (Use a stop watch to keep yourself honest. 😉 )
  • Post it to your blog and tag it #1MinFiction.
  • Link it back to this prompt post.

And that’s it! Let’s get to writing, shall we? And…

Ready . . .

Set . . .

Write!

The Bottomless Pit

Benny’s mom got down on all fours and leaned over the mysterious hole in their driveway. She picked up the flashlight next to her and shined a beam of light into the darkness.

“I can’t see anything.” Her voice returned to her in low, grumbling echoes rising from the unseen bottom.

“I have this burning urge to shout, ‘This is Sparta!’ ” Benny said from behind her.

She sat up on her haunches and frowned at him over her shoulder. “Boy, I will whip your behind if you kick me into this hole.”

“I’m just joking, Ma.” He slapped her back, and she jerked away losing her balance, teetering over the hole momentarily before digging her nails into the concrete edge and pushing herself backward. Benny immediately threw his hands up, professing innocence to attempted foul play.

“If I had a belt,” she mumbled, shaking her head. “Get one of those rocks,” she directed, “throw it down there, listen for it to hit the bottom.

Benny did as he was told then dropped to his stomach and held his ear over the hole. “I can’t hear anything.”

“It can’t possibly be that de—”

“Wait! There’s something. It’s…it’s…a chirping? No, wait…a buzzing? Like bugs…big ones. It’s getting louder, like they’re coming up to the top. Oh, my god, there’s gotta be like a million of them!”

Benny fell back on his rear. Kicking up dust and rocks, he speedily propelled himself backward, away from the hole. He scrambled to stand and run, but his feet were like lead plates in his shoes. He tripped and rolled down the driveway out into the street.

Benny’s mom crawled to the back step. Believing the strength in her legs had abandoned her, she used the post to lift herself to her feet, only to realize the ground beneath her was shaking. She turned around just as what appeared to be a cloud of black smoke burst from the hole. She brought her arms to her face to shield her eyes.

A large cricket, the size of her hand, landed on her wrist. A second on her shoulder. A third clung to her shirt at her hip.

She looked up. Her son stood frozen at the end of the driveway, mouth agape.

“Benny! Benny, run!” she screamed as the swarm of locusts engulfed her.

—Nortina


128-11-november-1st-2015This piece of flash fiction is in response to this week’s photo prompt for Sunday Photo Fiction. Click the froggy icon to read other stories inspired by the photo and add your own.