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Dodging Bullets

Dabbling in Drabbles No. 3

By Rachel DeemingPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Dodging Bullets
Photo by Terry Vlisidis on Unsplash

"Quick! Over here!"

Sara rushed towards the voice, the bullets popping and cracking above her head. She wanted to scream but her own voice had fled.

Hands grabbed her, pulling her down to the floor and she was face-to-face with another being. A boy. One eye only and rotten, rotten teeth.

"Hello there, pretty girl!" The stench of his breath was so strong that she was unable to draw one of her own. Tight-lipped, she merely nodded, her head retreating as far back as possible, tortoise-like.

"You've dodged a bullet today," he smirked, licking his lips.

Sara wasn't so sure.

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    Written by Rachel Deeming