This weeks prompt:
Write about the terror that has no name.
When I think, “Write about the terror that has no name,” my first reactions go to this book. While there is a lot of ‘scary’ in the world–nothing is more scary to me than the idea of someone I don’t know killing me.
The scenario plays out in my head, usually on nights when I’m alone. And I have escape plans–none of them that great. But I’ll try–I hope. I pray I’ll try.
What do you think the ‘terror that has no name’ is? Please tell! (So I can be even more afraid of the night.)
Happy writing! xxoo-A