Friday, July 8, 2016

The Broken Lock

    "Hello? 911?" I asked, glancing around nervously. 
     "Yes, what's the emergency?" a woman's voice answered.
     "Someone broke into my house!  The lock on my front door is broken and I hear someone running around upstairs."
      "Where..." I heard a ringing sound and gasped in horror as I looked up to see a tall, smiling man holding a pair of scissors and a broken phone wire.
      I screamed and tried to run away, but the man grabbed my arm.  I pulled it away and sprinted out the door, only to see a hooded person with a hammer in my drive way..

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