Teresa of The Haunted Wordsmith has started another story
The House on the Lake
A house sat perched precariously on the edge of Clearwater Lake. It was a house that should not have stood, yet stand it did. It had been there for centuries and locals swore the same couple lived there the whole time. Locals never knew how right they were until the day the rains started.
“It’s just a little rain,” Susan said, watching the couple pile water and canned fruit into their shopping cart.
The couple looked at the checker and smiled politely. “The rain will not stop,” they said, “we’ve seen this before.”
No sooner had the couple left, Susan but dropped her smirk as locals poured in to the shop chaotically looking for food. The once spring storm skies has turned …
To be continued………
My(Sadje ) contribution;
……..dark gray, the rain increasing in intensity. The deluge continued for that day and night. By next morning the people were getting very concerned and the shopping for groceries and bottled water increased to the extent that the selves were barren of most edible goods.
Some of the locals were thinking of getting in touch with the couple in the hut to get some information about these rains, because some of them had overheard their comment about the rains not stopping and that they had seen it before.
So a group of the local elders went to speak to the couple, at their house at the edge of the lake. But when they got there they were surprised to see that…….
I am tagging Kristian of the Tales from the mind of Kristian to take the story further.
1. Copy the story as you receive it.
2. Add to the story in some fashion.
3. Tag another person to contribute to or finish the story.
4. Please use FTS as a tag so I can find it or link back to part 1.
5. Have Fun!