DAILY PROMPT

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

Shiver

 

I drifted from room to room

 

drawn to the light, to a cool breeze, where I heard voices

echoing

 

” Close her eyes. She’s looking at me”

 

A warm hand upon my face.

“She’s gone now.”

 

Darkness,

drifting

echoes

I am still here

not

living.

 

Now

I am just a whisper.