This is a story for Friday Fictioneers, which is hosted by Rochelle. Every week you are challenged to write a 100 word story based on a photo.
Thanks to all the readers for their time, too.
“Meg! Be careful!” said Louise.
Meg’s chuckles and footsteps echoed all around the place. Her new teddy was the reason for her happiness. Louise was tucked inside the couch. The fire emitted a warm glow. Their voices sounded comforting.
The snow was falling outside. The landscape… a fairy tale.
Suddenly I feel the chilly breeze. There is no fire for warmth. Numbness is seeping inside me.
Things are turning steely white. Memory…voices…faces…smiles…all are fading… I try calling them but they are distant.
A ball of yellow light shines from afar. I think, it’s a sun but I know it’s not.