I was working the beat, listening to the street. I found clues, the blues were playing, moving my feet. If I found out who did this, they were dead meat. I tracked down a suspect based on witness descriptions, it was neat. He demanded a lawyer and got a law firm, a whole fleet. “It was a doppelgänger, I swear,” he said without a care. I knew I trapped him in my snare. I interrogated him in the dark using only a flare. “We found your fingerprints,” I said and stared. We put him away, he yelled and blared.
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Alex H Mittelman
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
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I Trusted a Frog
“Oh, cool, a frog,” I said. “I can talk, you know,” the frog said. “Oh, cool. A talking frog,” I said. “You mean you’re not scared? Why?” The frog asked. “I watch fairy tail movies. If I kiss you, will you turn into a prince?” I asked. “Close. A wealthy businessman,” the frog said. I picked up the frog and gave him a smooch. I felt myself shrinking. “What just happened?” I asked. “Oops! The magic turned you into a frog, instead,” the frog said, laughing. “You tricked me, frog,” I screamed. “My name is Fred,” the frog said smugly.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
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Splendid story!!! Left a heart ♥