Fear | 100 word story

Why am I afraid? What am I afraid of?

The night is dark. Cool not cold, yet chills run up and down my spine. What was that? Footsteps? I turn to look behind me, but see nothing. The next working street light is least fifty paces ahead.

“Is someone there?” Leaves rustle as a gust of wind answers my question. I pick up my pace.

On my right I see the door. In the dark I fumble with my keys. By touch alone I get the key in the lock and turn the knob. I open the door.

Run … NOW

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