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Submitted to Contest #14
It was a death sentence, an act that would surely get him killed if he was caught . The reward would be well-worth his rookie career, he would be able to remove the rookie title from his professional title as a photographer. In the middle of a hostage situation and determined to get an exclusive photograph of the bank robbers, Malcolm had already made up his mind, and with one quick motion he reached forward to get his camera from his backpack on the ground in front of him. ...
Submitted to Contest #13
The message was strange by any definition of the word.RUN!A text that sent Mary Smithson out of her 469 Pellan Cul- de-sac home to check on her closest friend, who also happened to be her childhood neighbour. She matched across the small street and knocked on the silver door. She waited a little bit longer than usual before she heard footsteps hurrying to the door. She had mentally prepared a reprimand for Dylon Mathers for trying his usual attempts at Halloween pranks, but she was a little worried with the urgency of the text.She had alread...
The gods must have cursed me, Samuel thought as he looked at the flooded road and the downed street light.Emergency lights and police vehicles were around the Mount Gretna road redirecting every driver to the Bellaire road that would take them past the minor accident and blocked road. His nine-hour drive from Indianapolis to his home would now eat more of his time. It did not help that darkness had already started to creep in, unnoticeable unless you were specifically looking for it. The churning sky and rumbles of distant thunder promised a...
Submitted to Contest #12
Candace had been at it for a while, and still there was no sign of old man Walkins. It was as if he up and disappeared overnight."We'll find his trail girl, I promise."A cheerful bark was her response which she interpreted as agreement from her devoted sidekick Burbles the pup. It had been nearly a day and a half since this new mystery dropped on the eight-year-old Candace Smith's lap, and like all new mysteries, it begged to be solved."Should we look for clues, before we ask mommy?"Two barks, meaning the second option. She must be baking an...
"Must be little aliens, it must."Sarah paced back and forth the Awning cul-de-sac in Sonning. Her left foot kept tapping away at the pavement eager to force it into a witness to the nights antics. Her brows knit tightly as she examined the ground that previously held a mail box.It had been going on for a week - a week of no witnesses to the theft of dozens of mailboxes all around Sonning, East England. At first it had been three, but the next night it jumped to five and it never slowed from there.She had been commissioned by her editor to wr...
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