Fear- Uber Micro-Fiction Writing Challenge

I feel him beside me. Waiting to make his move.

Who is he, what does he want with me?

I try to move away but he grabs my arm.

I freeze, unable to move or speak.

My arm is hurting from his grip as he moves us closer to the ferris wheel.

Written in response to:

Grammar Ghoul Press Uber Micro-Fiction Writing Challenge #12.

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