baloofish11
He shuttered in the corner. The people kept pressing in around the building. "coward," he thought to himself. He hadn't fessed up to his crimes and this was his punishment. Facing the music was always hard, but it was a necessary evil when dealing with this life.
The alarm went off at 6:45 am. Sometimes, I just lay there, listening, knowing that this can't be happening. There's no way I'll go to calc. Well, there I am 2 hours later suddenly aware that at some point, I got dressed, drank coffee, made it out the door, and got in the right seat for class.
The world is a better place than she thought. She'd tackled with the idea since going away to school. She sat at the edge of the railing waiting for a sign. The dolphins were leaping in and out of the ocean. Someone should tell them that happiness only applies when there is something out there. The sun was setting and as she looked out onto the bay, she slowly crept back over the wall and walked down the bridge into the traffic.
"Gimme a boost."
"Nah, man. We could get in some serious trouble doing this." I could see the eyes of the elephant in the next pen. Something about Elephants never forget made me stop in my tracks.
The noise was coming from inside the darkroom. I couldn't move, I stood frozen as I watched the lights flicker in and out from a peephold designed to keep light out of the main tunnel. The zombie attack was approaching fast. I cried, and I laughed, and I grabbed a projector as I ran for it.
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