The Drive to the Interstate_Just a bit of Courage_It's a Promise...._The Alley in New York
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The Drive to the Interstate
The beginning of my day started normally. I woke up, got dressed, ate breakfast, and then went to my job at the bank. I was getting people accounts, making deposits for them, and a whole bunch of other boring stuff. Then the incident happened. It was around lunchtime, so I was getting ready for my lunch break. Then a tall hooded figure entered. He was wearing a black hoodie, navy blue jeans, and a nice pair of combat boots. He looked nice, though too casual to be here to do something important. He came up to my counter and said one simple thing.“Give me money, or I shoot. Also, don’t try to sc...
Just a bit of Courage
Title: Just a bit of Courage Author: HaripriyaAuthor's Note: Hello everyone! I hope you all are having a great day! This is my last story of this entire year, so I hope you enjoy it!I can't do it. I can't!! I just...just can't. I know it was one of my goals to achieve this year, and there is only precisely 9 hours left for this year to be over. But, I'm too scared. I am the opposite of unabashed. I'm sorry Grace, I just can't do it. You were right in saying I was just a big embarrassed person, a big scaredy-cat because, in reality, I am. No matter how much I try to refuse the truth, it will st...
It's a Promise....
"But mom, Twinkle started it!" Michael cried out. "Liar! You said that my hair looks like a beaten up bush," Twinkle's emerald eyes shone like diamonds as she spoke. Michael narrowed his eyes, "Then who said that I look like an old man?" "I was joking, Michael!" Twinkle replied, shrugging her shoulders. "Then I was joking as well." Micheal simply said, deciding to irritae Twinkle as much as he could. "Mom! Please tell him to stop!" Twinkle requested. "No, mom. Ask her to say sorry." Michael pushed aside his bangs, clearly having no intentions of stopping. "Me? Why should I apologize? It's your...
The Alley in New York
I woke up with a throbbing headache in the middle of a gym floor underneath a flipped over buffet twww.onedoor.ccable. It appeared there had been a party there the night before. There were ripped streamers taped to the walls. There were puddles of spilt crimson red punch in various places and crumbled cupcakes sticking to the walls glued by blue frosting. Worst of all, I didn’t remember who I was.I tried to sit up and I hit my head on the table only making my headache worse. I army-crawled out from underneath the stained white table and stood up to look around. There were two ajar double doors with a banne...