Here's a story that I wrote when I was in history. Enjoy!
Rain streamed down my face as I ran through the night, trying to find her. My eyes darted back and forth searching the dark alley ways, trying to find some clue as to where she went.
It was stupid of her to run off like that! I thought to myself as I turned into another alley. A dark blue object caught my eye behind a dumpster and I ran over to it. It was her sweater, but it was covered in blood.
Fear and adrenaline started pumping through my body and I ran down the alley trying even harder to find her. My heart felt heavy and my breathing came out in ragged gasps as I sprinted as fast I could.
A shrill scream sounded out among another alley along with gunshots. I could feel my blood rush through my body faster and faster as I sprinted towards the scream. I cut the corner into the alley and saw a man with white gloves and an all black suit.
The man sneered at me and vanished within the blink of an eye. Flabbergasted by what I just saw, I slowly approached where the man was. Red liquid oozed out from the other side of a trash can.
My heart stopped beating when I saw her eyes staring off into the nothingness of death... Dropping to my knees I looked to the sky as thunder rumbled and the rain pelted everything in its way....
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