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The quiet night was awoken with bells, sirens, alarms and time to go
Our job is to get to the blaze of fire, saving people’s lives I know
Driving our ladder trucks, and racing safely to the place of flame
Screaming was heard from inside, this inferno who’s to blame
Luckily there was only one person, who I got out very safe and sound
He was injured but alive and yelling, get me back to the ground...
Harry sighs and lays his pen down, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Allowing his eyes and mind to focus on his surroundings, for the first time in hours it seems, he realizes that the cafe is almost empty. It's dark now, and the storm has picked up. He glances over at the front counter, where his sister is bent over her homework and chewing on the end of her pencil. It's a nasty habit, but quieter ...
A tense whisper echoed in the dimly lit alley, "We need to get out of here now!"
The voice startled Zander and he accidentally kicked an empty bottle. He'd come here alone. He turned to face the voice and was annoyed to see his "friend". Zander's face contorted into a sneer. Judas had once been his closest friend, but then he had become involved with the wrong people. Monsters, the lot of them. "...
"So, who’s going to die today? Unless you give me the money now, both of you are dead."
Julie's bored facial expression didn't change as she picked at her nails with a pointed nail filer, her dark eyes concentrated on a sliver of dirt under her ring finger nail bed. She didn't bother to look up at the masked stranger pointing a gun at her, just a few inches away from her head. Years of condition...
In the heart of a bustling city, a skilled agent named Alex received a covert mission: infiltrate the prestigious Gala of Elegance and swap the royal family's security code. The code held secrets vital to national security, and its protection was paramount. With nerves of steel and a quick wit, Alex embarked on the intricate dance of espionage.
As the evening unfolded in a symphony of glitz and ...
Emilia was pretty sure the cold air was supposed to invigorating. Or at least something along those lines. Something even slightly better than absolutely fucking awful would be great actually. Despite every precaution taken to bundle herself up as much as possible, because no she didn't really want to go hiking in the freezing cold in the middle of bloody nowhere North Yorkshire, her two pairs of ...
Bright streetlamps of orange and yellow light the way home, along the backroads of the city. My boyfriend always cautioned me each day before heading to work to take the main roads on my way home. But after eight hours in an office I want to get home quick. He says that the darkness brings out the devil in people; but I think he's simply paranoid. It's sweet, but unnecessary.
I slip past a ruined...
I watch as the prison guard shackles my hands and feet, the chains jangling. If you distance yourself away enough, it sounds a little like tinkling chimes... a broken music box. Huh. Who'd have thought it.
It's been a kind of haze, I've been living in. I've been living in a kind of 'half-light'. I wonder if I'm in shock?
Probably.
She's gone, isn't she? So what does that make me?
I knew every ...
"We're in this together, but I'm not sure I can trust you." He confessed under his breath, as Sheila looked at him with angry eyes.
"I gave you. Everything." She said, breathing heavily with every word. "What the-- cut it out, Phil. I actually did everything right. I accomplish something like never before and that's what you say to congratulate me!" She said, her eyes wider than the air hole in th...
Just look at them, going through the shelves, living their normal lives. Why do they have to look this happy? And this perfect? Life isn't perfect. At least not mine... But theirs is. It's unfair. I have to stay in this damn dusty library all day. When was the last time I saw the sun?
No. No, I shouldn't think like that. There are people worse off than me. I shouldn't complain.
Oh, just look at ...