Friday, 1 March 2013

Response 1: Truth or dare

I haven’t got long to fill you in so listen up. How the fuck can this have gone so horribly wrong i don’t know!

Its 9.42 and im running down some dark alley south central LA, sweat pouring down my head legs pounding
the tarmac below me. I can hear sirens at the top of the alley. Man I’m really screwed this time. Even if I get away my finger prints are all over the bags.

Suddenly I stop. I have to, it’s a dead end. Inside my right pocket is my trusted steel loaded with six life stoppers. I turn to face the now pleased LAPD, three of the fat slimy bastards hidden behind a car, crouching like coiled snakes ready to pounce. Suddenly, and I don’t know why, I think of their families. After all, that’s what’s involved here.

Do I open fire? It's truth or dare time.  

1 comment:

  1. A very close runner up, would have been the winner if it had been more polished.