Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Hint Fiction



Justice ran down the street. He was stopped by a bunch of people. Justice fought back but he did not make it home that night.

Robert was crying on the phone. The lights went off and the phone went dead.
He saw a shadow then he was gone.

I legs grew weak. I fell to the ground in need of help. I can see them now, I try to rub but I cant.

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