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“Take it and do it. I know you can. I’m right here with you. Just do it. He has to go and you know that. Do it.” She was giving me orders. --------------- Back. The swing sounded terrible. Like the chains could break at any moment. The chains were old and had started to rust but still, we swung. Death didn’t bother us not now at least. Forth. The eerie sound of the wretched torture device didn’t stop but we didn’t care. There was always a chance that we could fall out of the seat but we never cared. We felt free. Free even with the horrid sound blocking out any thoughts. There was no need for...
Chaotic Electronics.
I look up at the clock on the wall, the second hand ticking. I squint my eyes trying to make out the numbers, too blurry I think. I reach out to grab my phone except it’s not where I left it. I look around before finally asking a coworker what time it was. “1:30 pm” came the reply. Time for lunch, I better grab something before I have to get back to work. I smile when I see my favorite lunch tray in the cafe. I quickly pay for it and skip back to my desk. “Where is my phone?” I mutter to myself. “Under your desk Marie, Where you always leave it.” My office partner replied chuckling amongst him...
The Blue Print
Who knew I would be standing beside my two childhood friends waiting to see if our case was suited for the death penalty. How did I get here? Shaky palms and wet eyes as I gaze at Jays and Justin's face. Three overnight billionaires now seeing the possibility of dying this was the ultimate headline and hardest pill to swallow especially when you orchestrated one of the biggest robberies in the world in one hour and 20 seconds. Since I won't be getting out anytime time soon I'll give you the blueprint. Jay was one of the smartest people I knew in the city of Atlanta he understood six languages ...
Room Number 7, July
"One shot of Bloody Mary please, Diana," I wailed, flopping my anti-socializing self on my usual seat, deserted from the rest owww.onedoor.ccf the bar."Coming right up, my love!" Diana bellowed, managing to squeeze in a few words in between the chaos and the tune that she had been humming."How is it going, ma cherei? Diana asked, flopping a couple of ice cubes so vigorously that a couple of drops spurted out and lashed on to my face instead."So so," I grunted taking out my embroidered napkin and moving on to the drink in stead."Another paper, I assume. Well, have some fun, there'll be the DJ today, so, that...