Did you ever play that game when you were a child where one person says a sentence and the next person says another, slowly going round the group building up a story? I want to see what would happen if you played the game with people who love books; writers, readers and reviewers. This is the first instalment of that story, tomorrow I will release the second, then every Friday I will publish another instalment. If you want to participate, you can sign up via the link on the Story Chain page.
Alice felt the front door close behind her with a bit too much force. It appeared that her mum had not quite forgiven her for finishing her last chocolate bar. She didn’t see what all the fuss was about, yes the chocolate was nice – that’s why she’d eaten it, but at the end of the day it was still chocolate. The wind snapped at her hair, as she turned and headed towards the shops. She hadn’t even gotten to the end of the road before a sense of unease crept over her, as if she was being followed.
She looked around but could see nothing. Continuing on her walk, she still felt like something was amiss. It was probably a cat or bird watching her from some hidden spot but then again it might not be. It wasn’t until she reached the corner shop that she saw it.