Monday, November 9, 2009

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Timothy rode through the town on his bicycle, waving to everyone he saw. He saw lots of people, people running, people walking dogs but as he turned to wave to his neighbor, he didn't see what was coming right at him. He ran smack into a pole and broke every bone in his body. He would have died but his will to live was strong. He wanted to be alive to say goodbye to his mother. He opened his eyes and he was still on the side walk when he fell. he crawled to his house, determined to say goodbye. He knocked on the door so softly that it almost couldn't be heard, but his mother heard it. She opened the door and say her son laying there. She cried out and fell to the floor next to him. He clasped his hand in hers and said his final words, the words he hadn't sayed in the three years they had fought constantly. He said "I love you mom".... And then he was gone.
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Timothy rode through the town on his bicycle, waving to everyone he saw. Then he turned onto an unmarked road that looked dark and dangerous compared to the vibrant city he had just riden through. Then, he stopped his bike abruptly and pulled off to the side, where he waited and checked his wathc several times. Then and unmarked van pulled onto the road and continued until it got to where he was standing.
"Here, now where is my cash" said a rough voice as the owner of the voice pushed a medium sized woman toward Timothy.
"Here's your cash" Timothy said and shoved a bag at the rough voiced man. After a few min of counting the man got into the van again and drove away. Tim pulled a knife out of his bag and the woman, thinking Tim was going to free him sighed and relaxed. Tim turned her around, as if to do just that, and then quickly slit her throught, killing his mother.

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