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Seconds Down
15… 14… 13… Running… Running hard, not able to stop. My heart is going a mile a minute while my legs are trying to catch up. I look over my shoulder for a brief second, and they are still on my tail. Lungs are trying to grasp a hold of the air still left, grabbing any potential oxygen to be circulated into my bloodstream. My skin is drenched; sweat floods my body like I’ve been sprayed with a water hose. It was all normal only a few moments ago…
By Jay Williams7 years ago in Criminal
Strangers in the Dark
My skirts made it ever so difficult to manage through the muddied streets. Not to mention it was night and I was stalking the very man who had just broken into my home. With every turn I feared losing his trace and being forced to start over. It was the third night this had happened and each night they went after the same thing, no matter how many times I had moved it.
By Abigail Wadsworth7 years ago in Criminal
Laid to Rest
I am still breathing so I know that I am alive. I can't see anything. I open my eyes, but it is pitch black and my eyes see only darkness. No sounds to give me a clue as to where I am. Am I in my bed waking from a dream? I just don't know. I know it is dark and quiet. Smell. I smell wood. When you walk into Lowes lumber entrance and all you can smell is fresh lumber. Yes, that is what I smell, fresh lumber. Okay, so now I am going to lift my hand out in front of me to see what I touch, maybe there was just a blackout and the power is out. Wait, I can't lift my arm, only my hand. My hand touches wood. I move my hand up and down and realize where the lumber smell is coming from. The smell is so strong of wood because I am surrounded by it. I am in a box surrounded by fresh lumber. A box, no I am in a coffin.
By Jodi Roberts7 years ago in Criminal
Worthless
Shawn always managed to find a way to regain his role as the puppet master in my life. I think I am taking two steps forward, and he makes it his duty to knock me 10 steps backwards. If my success and accolades are not directly due to him, he is not genuinely happy for me. He has to always have the last laugh, but this time, I have nothing more to lose. If it is a game he wants, then let's play, and I will happily make him star of the show.
By De'Ja Wilcher7 years ago in Criminal
Lost Lovers
"Hello, is this Samantha?" I asked. I actually knew that it was her already, I would know her voice in a crowded coffee shop. I have been watching her for a while now. I found her as I was searching for my next lover. She was shopping at the local grocery store, careful in picking items before she put them in her cart. She has short brown hair, the greenest eyes you have ever seen, and such an innocent look about her. She never wears any makeup, at least never when I have studied her. I guess that is where I get the innocent look from when describing her. I know she is anything but innocent and that is why she will be my next lover.
By Jodi Roberts7 years ago in Criminal
How to Lose Gangsters and Alienate Them
I saw you once before and you looked like the average Joe passing me by in the crowd. One week later, I sat on a bench thinking about going back to go back to England, overwhelmed by my experience and the discomfort of meeting a dodgy character who had started to bother me. I could safely say I was no longer enjoying my time here in Spain. Six days into my travels and I’ve had enough.
By Lauren Burke7 years ago in Criminal
