10 Feb 2010 – (1)

Feb 10

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He ran as fast as his legs could carry him. All he knew was that he had to get out. The room was too much for him, just too much. Where was he running to? He didn’t care. All he knew was he had to get out or get killed.

Posted on February 10, 2010, in 50 Word Stories. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a Comment.

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