Here is my piece for the weekly challenge over at the 100 Word Stories Podcast. Please check out the link to see the other stories, or to joy the challenge yourself.
This story is particularly dear to my heart, because it’s about one of my dearest and closest friends. I, of course, read it off to her before hand to get her approval, and we giggled.
I’m really enjoying the tight-knit challenge of the 100 word story. It’s no-nonsense, devoid of thrills. I still feel like it’s going to take me awhile to really get the hang of it, but I learn a bit more every week.
My best friend takes me down rabbit holes now and then. Most of the time I don’t even realize she’s done it until we’re already falling. She takes my hand, and leaps headfirst down, and I can’t help but be pulled along with her.
But I like that sensation, free falling towards an adventure, even though I’m terrified to jump. Too many people in the past pushed me down the rabbit hole but didn’t jump.
Now I like the thrill when things get curiouser and curiouser. Strange and then stranger.
It’s not an adventure, unless things get a little weird.