by Alex Cooper
He was the kind of man who had worn sensible shoes his whole life. Never ostentatious trainers with flashing lights. Never cheap flip flops. Always a sturdy shoe that shined in the light. He was the kind of man who would never put one of his toes from out of those shoes and over the fabled line between right and wrong. And yet, there I was, staring at the man in those sensible, black, shiny shoes, with that sensible smile on his face. That smile that shot fear through my heart, and I wondered why he was in my house.
Alex Cooper is a first year creative writing student in Liverpool.
#1 by jennifer walmsley on May 6, 2012 - 8:43 am
Loved this shivery flash. I’ll be looking down at polished shoes from now on and wondering.
#2 by Linda Parkins on May 6, 2012 - 8:56 am
Love this, so much said in so few words.
#3 by Adrian Ford on May 6, 2012 - 9:05 am
Yes, the story gave a distinct shiver – and started the thought processes as to what he was doing in her/his house. Was he good or evil? Was the story-teller innocent?
Great work, Alex. Thanks.
#4 by Angela Wray on May 6, 2012 - 5:49 pm
Good story, Alex – stays in the mind.
#5 by cathaber1 on May 7, 2012 - 4:35 pm
Succinct and spooky.