Stories tagged “flee”
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Escape (six words)
Embarrassed and beat up, he fled.
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Flee
Jon turned right, running parallel to the dilapidated buildings of Park Street. No one really lived here anymore; the buildings were mostly stores and restaurants. Once he was near the old brick building, the pizza shop, he ran inside, his hands leavin...
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F is for Flee FOOL!
While running a classic zig zag pattern and mentally critiquing my fellow survivors pastel polyester ass(B- tops), I heard something that only could be described as a rebel yell. Perhaps it was the screeching made by the proverbial “bat out of He...
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Ooops!
Marli slipped a gun out of her purse and pointed it at Elsha. “Wel,l your employers are paying good money to get you back,” she said when Elsha’s face turned pale with shock. “Marli, how can you, we’re friends, back when w...
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In the Present
“You trying to see my aura again?” Kyle asked with a smirk edging onto his face through the gradually slowing breaths. So, he’s in the present. “Maybe,” I answered, trying to be evasive. There wasn’t much point to it...
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Spirits of remorse
A chime. A sharp, unfettered sound coursing through the speckled leaves of autumn trees made him pause. Warily he turned. Watched. A chime. A second, deeper sound cut through the first, slicing deep into soil and undergrowth like a new honed plow. A ch...
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Gonnadie is So a Word
Running without looking, having already leapt without thinking, Tom surges through a mass of clinging, scraping hands. A hail of Spanish swear words and bullets fly over his head. The burrito in his gut threatens a repeat appearance. “I’m g...