Saturday, 31 January 2015

100WC#19 by Aron

It was a dark misty night. As midnight struck, the light flickered on, lighting the whole damp city. I was struggling with my feet. I dragged myself across the cracked road. I could hear the police cars racing closer and closer. I was petrified and started to run, when I saw the car racing after me. I took a turn into the forest and ran as fast as I could. As I ran branches smacked my face. When the noise faded away, I started to slow down. I walked through the gloomy, dark, forest, until I could find the perfect resting place.

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