Writober Challenge;  Write down the first ten words you think of when you think of fear. Any words at all. Anything that comes to mind.

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She smelled like cigarette smoke, she smelled liked wine, she  smelled like expensive perfume.

She didn’t laugh, she chuckled. She didn’t smile, she smirked. She wasn’t real, she was a dream

She was a lie.

Her lips were always painted red, her nicotine stained nails were polished to match

Every word that passed over her lips had teeth.