She crouched inside the wardrobe.
Heart pounding within her chest, she breathed heavily and without control. Whether through nerves or the fact of running up the three flights of stairs she couldn’t find her natural rhythm.
Light poured in through the slight crack between the doors, and, even in this dull light, she could see that her hands were covered. Almost stained.
She desperately rubbed her palms up and down her thighs, in the hope that the floral-printed white cotton of her long summer dress would somehow clean her hands.
She noticed the material of her dress had been caught between the two wardrobe doors, just as she heard the door to the room get thrown open. Heavy footsteps seconds later caused the wardrobe, and possibly the room, to quake.
And she was still desperate to control her breathing.
In the room outside, she heard a snort, then a snigger.
***
Ah, that’s better! I’m back, and all refreshed… although for how long remains to be seen. I may not post every day for starters, but we’ll see how it goes. And the walks around the Grinds were lovely!
I was walking back from the shop when the above part of a story came to me (well, I did ask for inspiration to strike at any time I suppose!), and as I usually tend to write my stories from the beginning and move on to something else, I’m trying a different tack here. This snippet obviously isn’t the beginning, and it’s certainly not the end.
So, who is she? What has happened / is happening / will happen? And who is the other person? What were they doing?
This is my challenge. A writing challenge for those who may, like me, be blogally challenged. In 150 words, write another part to this story… it can be set before, during or after the above snippet. You can either post your snippet on your own blog (What? You don’t have one? Set one up, then… quickly!!! The link to WordPress is at the bottom and it’s so easy to do!) and then link your post to this post – or you can just add your snippet to the comments below (if, say, you have a blog about cats and this story wouldn’t fit in with your theme). Have fun with it, but keep it to 150 words – no more no less. Oh, and it’s just for fun. I still don’t have two ha’pennies to rub together for a prize or anything!
The Mansionic Perspective 
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