Written for the Friday Fictioneers. A story, about a forest that only one person appreciates, begins after the photo.
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Humor
“Dude, this forest is creepy,” said Gavin.
“What do you mean?” said Quinn. “It’s cool.”
Gavin whacked at his arm. “Oh man, something touched me!”
“Oh, just relax.”
Gavin tripped and fell. “Did you see that? That root reached out and grabbed me!”
“More like you just tripped, isn’t it?”
“I swear! I saw it moving.” Gavin stood up fast. “That’s it. I’m going back to the car.”
Quinn sat on a curved root and sighed. “Why do people hate this place?”
A branch reached out and patted Quinn’s shoulder. “Some people!” said the tree.
“Weird isn’t it?” answered Quinn.
Each week, the Friday Fictioneers meet for a little literary alliteration and to write 100 words of flash fiction from a photo prompt donated by the writers. Wouldn’t you like to join something really cool like that? Here’s this week’s prompt: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/03/25/28-march-2014/