By Teresa D’Amario
It’s Friday and you can’t wait for the weekend. You stop your car at a nearby coffee shop and go inside. A ladder is there, you walk around instead of under. You return to your car , careful to not step on any cracks in the sidewalk. You drive to work, extra observant of traffic. There’s a higher ratio of accidents on Friday the 13th, and you don’t want to be another statistic. You park your car and let out a huge sigh of relief. Safe. For now.
Later, In the break area, you collapse into the chair and set your drink on the table. Someone hands you a cookie. It’s their birthday and they want to share. However, in the process, you knock over the salt. Without thinking you immediately toss salt over your shoulder. Why chance ruining your weekend?
Work is over, Thank heaven. Before you know it, you’re standing in your living room, satisfied you’ve survived the Friday the 13th misery. You collapse into your couch knocking your purse to the floor. Damn. You sort through and find it, your heart dropping. The mirror inside is shattered, the shards sparkle sharply in the late afternoon sun. 7 years bad luck! Using extreme care, you remove all the shards from your purse and toss them into the trash.
You head to the bedroom and stop in the doorway, your heart’s thumping with fear. For inside stands a black cat. You can’t escape. He’s in your path now, and you know it’s all over. Friday the 13th will not be denied. A bright light flashes, energy flows through the room tingling over your flesh. The tiny hairs stand on end and your body trembles. When the light dims, you see him. He’s not a tiny black cat anymore, but a black leopard, his green eyes taking you in. Your heart is pounding so hard now you are afraid you’ll black out. Your breath is coming in gasps, yet your lungs don’t seem to be processing the oxygen inside. The chill comes over you, and the room spins.
The last sight you see before darkness settles is the pink of a tongue as the great cat licks his lips.
Friday the 13th. It’s here folks, and I’m just wondering how you’re day is going? Are you nervous? Do you go out of your way to avoid the treacherous day? Is it all in our imaginations? You be the judge.
Our next story is true and starts with a young boy. The boy was excited. Today was the day he’d find out if he made the elite little league team. The one to play for the national championship. He was a good player and was sure he would make it. Riding his bike through the city streets, he hurries toward his next game, a grin of excitement on his face. Beside him, traffic hurries past. It’s rush hour. He nears the railroad tracks at the corner, and as he has the right a way, prepares to cross. A enters the intersection. Thump, Thump. The car’s tires thump over the railroad tracks. Thump. The trailer it tows passes over, bouncing into the air. A strap breaks. The pleasure boat slams into the pavement, crashing into the boy. The bike pins him beneath the boat, and theY slide. Closer and closer they come to the gas pumps of the corner gas station. At long last momentum stops him, inches from the pump. He crawls out from under the boat, grabs his bike, and without a word (in shock) he heads home. Later, in the hospital, it’s discovered this 13 yr old boy has broken 13 bones. And the date? You guessed it. Friday the 13th.
So tell us, how is YOUR Friday the 13th going?
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Next is a little self advertising.🙂 I thought I’d use today to introduce my new Book Trailer for Tigress by the Tail, Moon Tarot from Tease Publishing.🙂 Let me know what you think!