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Scared to Death – Flash Fiction

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Lounging by the pool Kate looked up towards her window and was panic-stricken. A billow of black smoke was erupting. Then it hit her, she had left candles burning. “Oh my God”, she yelled. A neighbor grabbed Kate from running towards the fire.

“My mother is going to kill me, what am I going to do?” Petrified, Kate started to hyperventilate.

“Try to calm down, Kate,” her neighbor said while taking Kate to her place.

After a few shots of whiskey and a cold shower, Kate was still scared to death and kept saying, “She’s going to kill me!”

© Susan Zutautas 2020

Written for May 14th Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch.

24 Comments Post a comment
  1. Oops. Just have to watch what you do with those candles 🙂

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    May 17, 2020
  2. What an awful feeling that must be.

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    May 17, 2020
  3. Oh my goodness, Susan. I hope the firemen put the fire out.

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    May 17, 2020
  4. But what if we find out it was actually her mom who started the fire?

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    May 17, 2020
  5. Maybe not kill her, but she’s wish she was dead. 🙂

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    May 17, 2020

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