D'Andrea Writes
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Just writing for chucks and giggles
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An Evening in solitude
What rest? My pain is alleviated as I sit and watch the crescent of the moon glide across the evening sky. I wish the moment would never die, I wish it would stay, sit with me, a calm breeze, a gentle kiss, the air flows smoothly across the breadth of my face caressing me in this solitude
By D'Andrea Writes3 years ago in Poets
The Little Black Book
Daniel clutched his jacket as the wind picked up and he stuffed his hands angrily into his pockets as he made his way towards the train station 4 blocks down. It was 9pm when he left the store, just before closing. The walk was therapy on days like this, he could take some time to cool off. It was one of those days when his boss Mark decided it was a good day to make life miserable for Daniel. As he walked, Daniel saw a group of five men spill out of one of the buildings a few feet ahead. A few of them looked menacing and were engaged in a serious conversation. Instinctively, Daniel looked around for a way to avoid the group and his eyes darted towards a dimly lit alleyway a few feet away. He darted into the alley hoping that it was a shortcut. There was one light hanging from one of the buildings in the corridor. As he walked, he noticed that the alley turned left towards the main road; he breathed a short sigh of relief but bumped into one of the standing trash cans littering the area. The bump pushed him to step, trip and fall on the asphalt. Pain shot through his arm where he landed and as he looked around he saw what tripped him. A small black bag lay near his feet. It was slightly open and from what Daniel could tell there was money inside. Daniel picked up the bag and pulled the zipper an inch wider and sure enough there was money. Daniel’s heart leaped into his chest. This was a bag of money! A random bag of money laying here in an alley and he found it! Without thinking twice, Daniel quickly zipped up the bag and swung it over his back. He straightened his back and hurried out but the entire time his mind was giddy with excitement. As he stepped out onto the main street he looked to the left towards 50th street and saw that two of the men from the group were still talking. Daniel turned and pretended to calmly walk down the street he swung the bag in front of his chest to hide it in case one of the men might have recognized it. He walked briskly to the station, caught his train and made his way home.
By D'Andrea Writes3 years ago in Humans