Tring-Tring, the phone rang…!
She didn’t flinch at the noise that cut through the silence as she was lost in the sounds that filled her ears and thoughts. But after a while, her ears could no longer ignore the anomaly in the pattern her head was orchestrating repeatedly for her benefit, at her behest.
There was an imperceptible movement from the corner where she sat immobile. Her unseeing eyes had withdrawn themselves from the distance where they had been intently staring, and focused with distaste on the source of the new annoying sound, an unwelcome marauder of solitude.
Her hands tightened around the handle of the knife she was holding. Without a sound she moved swiftly forward and sliced the telephone wire in two. The silence was immediate. The corners of her mouth twitched in self-satisfied appreciation.
Buzzz—buzzzz
This time she recoiled at the sudden noise. The cell phone on the table had started buzzing. She turned around slowly and stared at it. Her eyes smouldered with rage. In a flash she was at the table, knife raised in fury. With unerring precision, she brought her knife down, shattering the screen, sending the phone flying across the room.
Buzzz… buzzzzz…
The vibrations now continued from somewhere beneath the couch, in the corner of the room . Panic filled her. She wanted the sound to go away. It made her skin crawl; a thousand worms were digging through her skin, entering her bloodstream and wiggling up and down inside her. She threw the knife away, and sobbing, started clawing at her hands and feet, her face and her back, leaving red marks all over.
The phone abruptly stopped ringing.
She held her breath, waiting. The worms had stopped wiggling too. Yet she searched carefully, suspiciously looking at her arms and legs, checking pores, expecting them to crawl out of her any moment.
Suddenly the phone started buzzing again, making her jump.
A million worms inside her had now come to life, moving this way and that. Some of them were moving upwards through her neck, choking her, making her claw fearfully at her neck. They were now crawling inside her head too; she could feel them move under her scalp, making for her brain. That was when she decided to jump down from the balcony of her 25th floor apartment. She wanted those damn worms dead.
The prompt: Begin your blog post this week with, ‘Tring- Tring, the phone rang…!’
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda
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Gasping and breathing again. Wow!
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For once I am imposing the ‘horror’ on others. Please, please don’t take revenge on me 😉
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Goosebumps ……
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I am not reading it again 😉
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Breath-taking story:)
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Phew,glad you read it through 😛
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I did. It was long but beautifully crafted:)
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I could actually feel the worms till she jumped off. Brilliant as always! 🙂
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Thank you. That must have been a terrible feeling!
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a bit scary and eerie but beautifully written.
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Thank you, Kalpana!
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all the best for the contest, Shail
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Thank you 🙂
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Eeewww! Eeeeeeeeeeewwwwww !!
Worms are the most disgusting thing you can ever include in a post! Why do this to me 😦 😦
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Awww…. pooryou, Bhavna! I should have a ‘worm alert’ I guess 😛
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OMG!! That read like a sci-fi/horror movie story!! WOW!!
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Look at me! I hate horror movies and wrote something like this! I am scared of my own self now 😛
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Jeez I am not very fond of phones too…..hope I don’t end up with worms 😯
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I knew you’d make me laugh 😛
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This was kind of scary…left me in chills!! You know those worms were her fears I guess!
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That’s a good interpretation! 🙂
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Awesomely nasty stuff there! Haha! Who knew tring-tring could lead to brain-worms? 🙂
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Who knew indeed! 😉 Thanks for dropping in, Kristen 🙂
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that it is a brilliant story and I could imagine creepy worms crawling all over her, as they ooze out of her arms, legs or wherever she has scratched.
Scary, creepy but BRILLIANT
and coming from someone who is scared of horror movies this is an amazing feat. Good work
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Oh yeah. It is a wonder I (of all people) wrote this 😛 Thank you, Swati 🙂
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Yes! I thought so too someone who gets easily scared could write a story that can goosebumps even while writing it. BTW were you scared or were you so busy in writing that you didn’t notice.
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Well,let me clarify, I am not easily scared. I simply hate to sit through horror movies. That is all. 🙂
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that it is a brilliant story and I could imagine creepy worms crawling all over her, as they ooze out of her arms, legs or wherever she has scratched.
Scary, creepy but BRILLIANT
and coming from someone who is scared of horror movies this is an amazing feat. Good work
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I HATED it!
Now, now, don’t get perturbed!
That is meant to be a compliment!
The best villians in cinema were those who were hated the most.
Regards
GV
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I get that, GV. Thank you 🙂
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Holy Crap!! That was shit scary!!
Geez!!
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errr… sorry about all the curse words! 😛
couldn’t help it!!
that was brilliant Shail! 🙂
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😀 😀 😛
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Shail brilliant! What a way to take this prompt. Kudos!! Never quite thought the worms side would picture..
Richa
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I went where my story took me 😉
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Aaaarrrghghgh!
Those horror flicks are nothing compared to this!
Eerily fascinating! A gripping tale indeed!
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Hehe. Look at me. I hate watching horror films, but it seems writing horror is okay 😉 😀
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Baap rey! both you and Pixie came up with such scary stories…I got goosebumps reading this!
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Real coincidence! Lol, both of us went the scary way 😛
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Really it gave me goosebumps! nice one 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂 Welcome to Shail’s Nest 🙂
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Wow, well-crafted. The anguish, so well described.
You’re beautiful, Shail. 🙂
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Thank you and welcome to Shail’s Nest 🙂
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🙂
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ooh this reminds me of the movie ‘The Covenant’ There is a scene similar to this, except it involves spiders and not worms.
Frankly I enjoyed reading this.. More!
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Really?! Hmm… So it is not just makers of 2012 who have been inside my head without permission!
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Have you read about the bot fly?
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Nope. What’s that?
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Generally infests horses, but it lays eggs and then the eggs go inside, and the egg hatches and the larvae eat a lot.. Soon they need to breathe too, and burrow out of your body to breathe.. and then go back inside to eat more. .
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Ewww… But in my story, the worms aren’t real. They are just her perception.
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Of course. 🙂
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Would you like to see a video? of the bot fly removal?
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Nahhiiiiiiiii!
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Yuckkk……. wormsss…..!!!
But Congrats 😉
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Thanks and welcome to Shail’s Nest 🙂
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ewwwwwwww I remembered mummy movie as I thought of actual worms…
Awesome write up
one of my fav posts !
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Oh wow, you seem a horror story fan 😀 Glad you liked it 🙂
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Nice 🙂 beautifully captured.
Ps : we seem to have written around a similar theme. when i “felt” “my” character, i just kept feeling a tension and blood pumping around my neck. I thought it a bit weird, until I read your post..
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We do live the character when we write :).Thanks you and welcome to Shail’s Nest 🙂
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This is so well crafted. You take the reader along. Amazing!
And yeah, congrats for the WOW badge 😀
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Thank you, Jyoti 😀
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