Timothy K
My blogs
| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Occupation | innocent bystander |
| Introduction | Its 7.00am. you wake up from your sleep, from your dream you were having about the red pony. you dont feel safe. and so you slowly look out your window, and there are two men in suits wearing sunglasses. owh typical civil service! you quickly put on a shirt, slip out the back door,...AND RUN! you don't look back, you dont want to, but you do! WHY DID YOU DO THAT? they're onto you.they're big, colossus. slowly, they inch in on the distance; you have no hope. inch by inch by inch by inch. theres the freeway. you take a chance. you run frantically towards the freeway. almost there... arms streched foward to catch you... everything freezes... you take a right turn to the sidewalks. the men trip. they stumble onto the road. VROOM. BOOSH. guts are all over the road side. you stand back and watch the calamity. oh, calamity! you stay for the ambulance to come. nobody recognises you, nobody recognises the men, nor their suits. you walk back home. you pick up the news paper and milk on your way in. Precious is on the porch. you stand pause to read the headline. she rubs againsts your legs. 'your mine' you head into the house, and you chuckle. ?? |