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Photo curtsy of Jan Wayne Fields

Photo curtsy of Jan Wayne Fields

As night approached I hobbled my two donkeys and set up camp. After beans and bacon swilled down with coffee, I drifted into a uneasy sleep. As usual the terrors that plague me returned. Years of military service had left their scars.
In the pitch dark I felt the splatter of blood across my face and the slash of a knife across my shoulder.
But this was Colorado, flicking on my torch I found that my tent had blown down and rain was washing my face. So where were my two beasts and why was my shoulder bleeding.

Mike attempting to  write.

Mike attempting to write.

This Post Has 25 Comments

  1. neilmacdon

    Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t out to get you

    1. Michael Humphris

      Absolutely, but I like to think that is this case it was the storm that was out to get his tent.

  2. Dale

    Oh dear. Nothing like PTSD to keep you in terror. But to wake up and see that it is not over, must be twice as terrifying.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Absolutely, but I like to think that is this case it was the storm that was out to get his tent. Whilst perhaps his two companions the donkeys had nibbled on the tent guy ropes 🙂

  3. Iain Kelly

    A serious issue with a dark twist. Nice one Michael.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Iain, I was a bit slow off the mark with this one, as I wanted to use the darkness of night time.

  4. Sandra

    A nightmare become reality. Nice one.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Sandra, I was a bit slow off the mark with this one, as I wanted to use nightmares and the darkness of night time.

  5. Keith's Ramblings

    Not the ending I was expecting – nor he I suspect.

    My story – Gail’s Gazebo!

    1. Michael Humphris

      Very true Keith, I was a slow off the mark with this one, whilst I thought how to use the darkness of night time.

  6. rochellewisoff

    Dear Michael,

    PTSD and reality meet. Nicely written.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Rochelle, I was a slow off the mark with this one, whilst I considered how to use the darkness of night time.

  7. msjadeli

    What a harrowing story. Hope he finds his critters unhurt.

    1. Michael Humphris

      I believe that the donkeys are safe, they where spooked by the tent shifting.

      1. msjadeli

        🙂

  8. Abhijit Ray

    You are having a bad time. Your mind is stressed and your possessions are being robbed. Now you have to go find your donkeys with a bleeding shoulder and in the middle of rain.

    1. Michael Humphris

      It is was good, hopefully his luck will improve. Thank you Abhijit

  9. patriciaruthsusan

    A good story with great description, Michael. That story can go one of two ways. His shoulder could have been cut by the falling tent or something scarier. A reading today is colored by the things we read and see on TV. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Suzanne, I decided to leave his shoulder injury to the readers imagination. It was easier with the tight word limit.

  10. lisarey1990

    Very powerful. Great read.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you

  11. granonine

    I think his adventure is just beginning. Good writing!

    1. Michael Humphris

      I hope that it becomes a more positive adventure

  12. Tannille

    Poor guy. PTSD a difficult condition. Well done.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you so much Tannille

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