It was late at night. He drove fast. The car hit something.
‘Oh my God!’ his wife cried. ‘Stop! Stop!
They rushed out of the car on to the deserted road.
When they saw the victim, they sighed relieved.
‘It’s just a beggar,’ she said.
‘Let’s drive on,’ he said.
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I write as a way of life: books, blogs, articles, almost-poems. I'm a freelancer, a vegetarian, and I listen to Leonard Cohen and enjoy French films. I'm probably dying, but then so are you, so shouldn't we make the most of our time? Reach out to me and let's make friends.
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This is a fresh idea and I have a feeling that one more word would’ve diluted the effect it has now.
Such an important message through so short a story.
Well done, Vincent!
I blush. 🙂
Haha! You sure blush a lot. 😛
excellent!! 🙂
Oh, how sad!
Sad but sends a meaningful message!
Sigh! That’s the price of a poor life 😦
Imagine if that beggar was just unconscious and woke up, seeking revenge…
Like the movie? Only it’s winter? (:
Which movie?
I Know What You Did Last Summer? Yeah, that’s lame. But our good writer here can make a better story.
Oh my! And that’s even darker!!
cool i love it. however i feel bad for the people who kept driving. karma. (not that i believe in superstitions)