03
DEC
2017
Writing Prompt 50
Shelly and David sped past the barb-wires, their fists pumping by their sides. Behind them, the first outpost sounded the alarm. Soon, another answered the…
Shelly and David sped past the barb-wires, their fists pumping by their sides. Behind them, the first outpost sounded the alarm. Soon, another answered the…
"Don't touch that," Hannah yelled and slapped Liz's hand. The harmonica fell to the ground. Hannah picked it up and dusted it off gingerly, almost…
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