Natalie Gebhardt
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*brrraaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP-BRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAP* Danny Taylor zips past cars stopped at the red light, pumping the throttle of his motorbike, his baggy black shirt flapping in the wind. Here comes the intersection- and Danny barrels through it, careening like a kamikaze as the oncoming traffic screeches and spins to avoid him. Laughing like a madman, he tears off down the boulevard.
By Natalie Gebhardt4 years ago in Fiction
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*tweeeeeetweeeeee twit twit twit twit* Anette sighed and continued to stare at the ceiling over her bed, watching it lighten as the morning’s first bands of sunlight began to creep into the room. Another restless night. She rose quietly and dressed quickly, small hands flying over the buttons of her ratty old dress. She didn’t want to see her “mother” on her way out the door if she wanted a shot at breakfast.
By Natalie Gebhardt5 years ago in Fiction
