Sunday, 18 January 2015

Oliver Cr's 100 word challenge



Petrified, exhausted, breathless, I ran as fast as humanly possible, for dread that this might be the end. As I ran down the twisting alleyways that made the back streets of the city I could hear the thump and bang of the iron-shod boots that the city police wear behind me. I burst out onto the banks of the river and swum across. As I pulled my drenched form onto a pavement I saw the police already halfway across so I bolted like a hare sensing danger down an empty street. I heard the bell toll signalling midnight. I fell. Confusion. Yelling. Hands grabbing me. shaking me. Alone in the dark, waiting to face the judges hammer.  

2 comments:

  1. Paddy from the Wyche
    Your work really stands out to me. It's really good.

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  2. Paddy from the Wyche
    Your work really stands out to me. It's really good.

    ReplyDelete

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