It’s Weekend Writing Warriors. The place to share eight sentences from your writing masterpieces every Sunday. Today, I’m offering an eight from my short story, The Burning Night, a YA horror. Some of you will remember I shared eights from this back in September (Melissa and Ashley being tortured in that chamber). Since then, I’ve changed part of the plot and have edited the story. Basically, the set up is two teenage sisters are spending a weekend with their parents at an old country house in Upstate New York.
This eight happens before Melissa and Ashley are thrown into the torture chamber. Here, Melissa has been hearing disturbing noises in her room and races downstairs in search of her younger sister, Ashley. As Melissa enters the living room, she discovers something wrong. The POV is from Melissa. Here’s the eight:
My stomach churned as I shuffled into the lifeless living room. Gaping at my surroundings, the air suddenly felt hot and stuffy as I fanned my face as a drop of sweat came trickling down my cheek. I went over to the thermostat mounted on the wall and my jaw dropped when I saw that it was reading 73 degrees. I backed away, covering my mouth as my heart sprang back against my spine. With the sweltering air, it must have been at least 90. Moving into the kitchen, I tried to open the window but it wouldn’t budge. Straining my face, I pulled harder but it was like trying to pull a fire hydrant out of the ground. Letting out a defeatist groan, I finally gave up and my tank top was sticking to my back as more sweat came down my face.
I’m also participating in Facebook’s Snippet Sunday. Your comments are most welcome and appreciated. Thanks for stopping by. I’ll continue this snippet in two weeks time (I’ll be on a snowshoeing trip next Sunday). Click on the Weekend Writing Warriors link above for the full list of participating authors.