100 WC

Hearing whispers of my name made me go closer. A mysterious light caught my attention in a blink of an eye. I carefully placed my finger upon the crystals. Suddenly I drop. Im awake lying in a isolated room with crimson blood dripping of my finger. A shadow rises through crumbling walls. It was the same voice as before but saying “leave”. I scattered, trying to get up. I ran for the door but couldn’t reach. I look at my unpolished feet when all of a sudden I see a chain holding me back. A prison is what I’ll  be.

100 WC

Once every year the same park reopens. This park includes a ferris wheel, a climbing area and the strangest of them the merry go round. Every year roomers go around saying that the night before the opening at 12 o’clock the horses on the merry go round break out, and run away. But this year I’m going to stake out and see if this rumor was true. The night had come and it is 1 minute before midnight. The town clock struck 12 and the horse moved. They ran around the park and went all crazy. The rumor was true.