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The Cost of Many Lives
The Cost of Many Lives Rain and traffic filled the air with sounds coupled with a dark gloomy color that coated the sky. Bad weather wasn’t anything new in Philadelphia, it had been raining and snowing nonstop and dense for three days straight. Despite the severity, that wasn’t stopping anyone from living their daily lives; commuting to work, picking up groceries or salt for the snow, even speeding. The sleet came down heavily almost in sheets as cars passed through Lincoln Drive, most very slow and cautious as it was probably the most dangerous road in the city to drive on during poor weather. Lincoln Drive was long, the lanes were tight and met with sharp curves nearly at every foot. Suddenly, an older grey chevy coated in chipped paint and a low hanging bumper, hydroplanes, swerving into the wrong lane. Mixed with the slush, the lemon quickly crashes into the shoulder. The glass of the windshield shatters followed by a loud boom as the airbag explodes into the driver’s chest. The surrounding cars manage to break in time; fortunately, someone calls an ambulance. From their windows and mirrors, the only thing visible to the nearby drivers is that the man is fair-skinned probably in his late 40s.
By Lailah A5 years ago in Criminal
The Last Stop
“I have a two-part question. First, can you detail the events of last week and second, how are you going to spend the $20,000?” A reporter asked from the crowd.
By Jasmin One-Ders5 years ago in Criminal
Of Monsters and Knights
Rosie Many would say I’m lucky. But if they’d been through what I have, they’d understand the torment I feel every night when I’m alone.
By Megan Lianidis5 years ago in Criminal
The Champions: The Notebook of Secrets
A boy steps out of a large ship, lacing his shoes and stretching. As he begins to close the door, he yells, Chayce: I’m going for a quick 7 mile run.
By Joseph Babbitt5 years ago in Criminal
"The Great Place"
I thought I would never see this place again after leaving nearly two years ago. Fort Hood, Texas. “The Great Place.” More like the Army’s butthole. It’s one of the larger Army bases and if you’ve payed any attention to the news in the last ten years, you’d know just how much of a skid mark this 158,000 acre patch of dirt is.
By Byron Bergan 5 years ago in Criminal
The Ultimate Manifestation
Some people believe in God, some believe in Allah and unfortunately, some people believe in nothing at all. However, Chastity believed in the universe. She had been using the Law of Attraction for years and years for life matters such as a new job or a boyfriend to more materialistic matters such as a new house or a new car.
By Shamar M5 years ago in Criminal
Stranger In My House
“Gav?” Monique asked as she answered the phone in excitement while putting down the groceries. “Sorry to disappoint you Mo but its only me” Lisa laughed.
By Jermaine James5 years ago in Criminal
A Cold Day In Hell
Nelson sat in the lunchroom recounting his former days in the office; “Ok; so it went down like this. The interrogation room was cramped and less than inviting, as they tend to be. I was working murders, Lorell was on cold cases, and this woman who just walks in with her boyfriend was across the table from us. The three of us were huddled together having a conversation regarding some property of a questionable nature, and she was the one doing the talking.”
By Devia Vyne5 years ago in Criminal
My Beloved Nasir
Hold on let me tell you who I am and what is going on. My name is Gently. My mother got the name from some movie she watched right before I was born and blessed me with the crazy-ass name. My people call me Gigi tho. late one night when ah bitch was half drunk, high, and dick deprived. I got a call that fuck me all the way up. My close friend and brista. Nasir was in an accident or some shit. I honestly think some piece of strange dick might have tried to kill his ass. But anyway back to the phone call. they ask for Gently Maire Morris (in the back of my head I’m like who gave this mothafucker my whole damn government name that ain't for the streets to know.) I had to snap into my black girl professional shit.
By Jeffrey Morris5 years ago in Criminal
Wealth by Stealth
Notebook in one hand, coffee in the other, croissant between his teeth, Mike turned away from the refreshment table and bumped right into her. Coffee sloshed over the saucer and ran down his sleeve.
By Bryan Allen5 years ago in Criminal
How Did I Get Here?
The sound of the rain drumming on the roof of my sixteen-year-old, rusty, black Camry is nearly soothing, as I sit in the parking lot of the warehouse. The grey light of the coming dawn is softened by the overcast skies. It’s almost too dark to see…almost.
By S. F. Lydon5 years ago in Criminal
Gamblers hat
The year was 1874 and I sat kicked back in the chair, my feet propped up on the railing with my hat, which apparently was called a "Gambler's hat" by the locals, pulled down over my face. The sounds of the paddlewheel moving water was all that could be heard, outside of the occasional muffled conversation as people would walk by. A full moon graced the sky, dimmed only slightly by the lights from the paddle wheeler.
By Gemma Fry5 years ago in Criminal