She bent down and buried her face on my neck. She bit my jugular and started sucking out blood. Suddenly I woke up with a scream. I got out of my bed in shock and felt my neck gingerly. I could feel the smooth skin and sighed with relief. Just a dream!
I walked out into the garden full of glorious flowers. Suddenly my attention was caught by the scarecrow standing at the center. I looked at the scarecrow's face and realized it was her face that had appeared in my dream. I walked up to her. I looked her in the eye and said, 'You witch! So you want to drink blood?'
Suddenly her glistening red lips caught my attention. Instinctively I reached out and ran my finger along her lips. I pulled back sharply as a red liquid stuck to my finger. I sniffed at my finger. With a start of terror, I realized it was blood! My blood?
Author's Note: This short story is written in response to the photo prompt provided by Anurag Bakshi for Susan's Sunday Photo Fiction. Find the other entries here.
Author's Note: I am participating in the #SuperBloggerAcademy linky party by Healthwealthbridge Dr. Amrita and allaboutthewoman Dr. Bushra