friday 13-kill time

“No!” She screamed, he
looked down and beamed
He was texting sexting and thinking
“Should I do it or not?”
The naked woman with her hands cuffed was crying,
he suddenly received a text saying his mother was dying
“Fuck!” He yelled.
“No, please don’t rape me!”
He started crying and told her his mother was dying.
They both held on to each other,together,
Friday 13 with weird weather.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

The village

Prompt by https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/

Near the beach in Sicily laid a village. Old italian houses raised no more than three
stories high, made of brown brick walls, walls that had ears. Sunshine encompassed the
village that day, the sun was up and there were no clouds to be seen. Tourist walked the
alleys taking in the aroma of the traditional italian pizzas being made in the ovens.
Happy faces everywhere, italian people shouting out of the top of their longs for the tourists to
pass by their shops. The italians where great sellers, the tourist flocked their shops, never mind
the beach which was now soaked in red water, body parts floating about and he was
there waiting. The walls had told him all that he needed to know. He was eating a leg of a female,
chewing her toenails while the water splashed against his bloodied face. It was his village,
and he was tired of the tourist. He would make them pay. He now waited patiently for the next

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

Lurking in the shadows

PHOTO PROMPT -© Rochelle Wisoff-Fieldsa

Another great prompt by https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/10/14/16-october-2015/

The telephone rang waking her up. She stumbled to the telephone, “hello?”

“I like it when you are sleeping in your panties.”

“Who is it?” She asked while looking at her black panties.

“I´m your friend, your lover.”

“You creep!” She said and hanged the phone.

She was about to go back to her bed when the phone rang again,
” stop calling” she said forcefully, “get a life.”

“Wave at me honey, got the balcony, the black van….. I´m here.”

Carissa put on her pyjamas and opened the door feeling the cold rain making her shiver.
Suddenly she felt a cold sharp object on her neck and a second later she was decapitated.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.