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SHE!
...She did it, my god, she did it! She looked over the tub to admire her work and to make sure it was done .17 hours ago today she wasn't even sure if she could follow through with her plan. But she did. It was crazy, she knew that, but nothing could stop her in those moments just before! She looked in the mirror and laughed like the devil possessed her voice box. Just as quick as her body started jolting: thoughts raced into her head “He’s next.”
By Paris Allen5 years ago in Criminal
Now's your chance
Last night I was kidnapped. All things considered it was a pretty polite kidnapping. I was headed home from work, wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking, and bumped into a woman in a Burberry trench coat going the other way. I apologized profusely but was caught off guard as I looked at her face. The woman’s complexion was the soft white of buffed marble. She had eggplant colored hair and the brightest green eyes I’d ever seen. In fact I was so mesmerized by them that I didn’t notice the needle in her hand until it was too late.
By Amy M Mertz5 years ago in Criminal
The Gunfight
September 24, 1878, Deadwood, Dakota Territory. Notorious gunslinger James ‘The Butcher’ Jackson, so named since he once worked in a slaughterhouse back in Chicago, rode into town. It was late in the afternoon and James had just completed a long day of riding and was looking for the nearest saloon to wet his whistle. James was the leader of a group of outlaws known as the Butcher’s Brigade. There were usually five others in his brigade, but today, James rode alone as the rest of his gang were going to catch up with him tomorrow, in Deadwood.
By Roy Tsukishima5 years ago in Criminal
Good Deeds
On a bright morning in May 1948, Clyde Hawkins walked out of the Indiana State Penitentiary a free man. “Never again,” he said to himself as he glanced over his shoulder at the brick behemoth. Behind him was a twisted maze of concrete and steel, of chains and barbed wire. What lay before him was a world of endless possibilities.
By Buck A. Turner5 years ago in Criminal
The Lakeside Hotel
The Lakeside Hotel had been there as long as Michelle could remember. Her family had driven past it on the way to her grandparents house for Sunday dinners since she was a baby, and it had always stood out to her as a bit of a puzzle. The hotel seemed like nothing more than a bland, grey office building, mismatched with the most charming retro marquee sign at the entrance. The neon had long since gone dark, giving the impression that the hotel was abandoned, and yet there were always cars parked in the lot. The name had never made sense to her either. The property was clutched by woods, but there was no evidence of an actual lake nearby. She had never expected to have a reason to visit the hotel, but her daily scan for jobs on the college bulletin board had changed that.
By Leigh-Anne Hiltz5 years ago in Criminal
Keeper Of The Keys
My Great-Uncle Graham had more keys than anyone I ever knew. Mum said it was because he used to be a prison guard in a maximum security prison. She said that was why he always locked one door before opening another one even at home and years after his retirement.
By R.S. Sillanpaa5 years ago in Criminal
The Book of Aunt Fay
Avery Evans walked over to the window and reflected on his rough surroundings. He has always loved the desert and the mountains with its never-ending jagged terrain. It is a place that encouraged him to never give up, and to live life to the fullest.
By Danielle Blakesley5 years ago in Criminal
