The Man On The Stair

Jun 4th, 2018 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

It wanted my attention!

An icy breath of air hit me in the face, whispering something in my left ear.

I looked up at the staircase, narrow and active, only to see its black hair dangling over the banister, and its face blank.

I froze yet was intrigued.

Am I going mad?

I called out to it, “Who are you?”

Then it was gone.

I started to think it was the same thing that “pushed” the towels off the banister, even damp ones!

I called him “the towel man.”

I am a “skeptic on the turn,” although he’s long gone.

From Guest Contributor Tanya Fillbrook

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