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Six Sentence Story: Fear

Denise at Girlie on the Edge faithfully comes up with a cue word each week for the Six Sentence Story link-up. This week's prompt is "fear," and though I don't think I live a fear-filled life, I must admit, I had several different incidents to choose from. I settled on the following. If you'd like to read a more extended version of the situation, you can find it here. (Spoiler alert: he survived, healed, and is OK.)

 The revving of an engine interrupts their conversation, and she turns to the right to see what idiot would be traveling at such speeds. Her heart stops, and then beats quickly, as she sees the rider-less motorcycle sliding parallel to their vehicle. In the rear-view mirror, a figure lies on the pavement. Her husband stops the car and runs back to check on the man, as her shaking fingers grab her phone and punch in the numbers. 

 "This is 911. What's your emergency?"






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  1. GirlieOnTheEdgeAugust 17, 2018 at 6:01 PM

    Wow. Divine intervention?? I just got back from reading the full version of your 6. All parties involved were extremely lucky. Incredible that no one was hurt or killed. An unpleasant reminder that in a split second life has the potential to take a turn for the worse.
    Excellent job capturing the essence of a much longer story in only Six Sentences!

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    1. KristiAugust 19, 2018 at 9:13 PM

      I wouldn't rule it out. I still think about that day often, particularly when I see motorcyclists.

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  2. messymimiAugust 18, 2018 at 1:53 PM

    Will go read the full version in a moment, but i must say, this is heart-stopping!

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  3. AnonymousAugust 18, 2018 at 5:54 PM

    yow... nothing like real life for creating the most exciting (and/or) scary stories...
    good Six

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    1. KristiAugust 19, 2018 at 9:15 PM

      I think fiction writing takes a real talent; I find writing things based on real life easier.

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  4. Pat BAugust 19, 2018 at 12:53 PM

    You certainly summed that experience up in a well written fearful SSS!

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  5. D. AveryAugust 20, 2018 at 4:47 AM

    I always ride with protective gear and your story validates practice. What a frightening event for you as well as the young man who went down. A well written Six; there was no way I wouldn't have read the longer version.

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  6. UPAugust 22, 2018 at 6:19 AM

    I need my pills now...good six.

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