---The Desperate Man---A Story by VictorSimonesA man's decision between right and wrong. Light and Dark
I take a step outside, Coffee in one hand, Jacket in the other.
Darkness invites me into the night like an old friend. Embracing, Mysterious, and yet slightly dangerous. I am standing outside of the door now, With each step I take I get closer to darkness and further away from the light. A cold breeze rushes through me and send a chill down to my core, Thus reminding me of an outer layer. As I am putting on my Schott motorcycle jacket I glance towards the sky. I see clouds, Lightly sailing above my head and are all the while being illuminated by an orange glow. Upon further examination this glow happened to be coming from a cheddar lit moon bouncing the rays from the sun. Drifting from thought to thought I began to contemplate to myself. Why is it that I love nights like these and what is it exactly that makes night like these liveable. I stroll to the closest table and take a seat. Casually noticing my surroundings I sense a man to my left. He is in inching is way from a lit up light post to a shady column, Which so happens to be next to a group of oblivious people. As time eludes me I kept my gaze on this hulking beast of a man who was swaying back and forth unsure of his actions. Instinctively I began to anaylize this man. He looked like a balding dwarf with lumberjack forearms and a face that has seen hard times. Although his body surpassed mine in stature he seemed shrunken because of his bulging belly. I kept my gaze on him for some while. Little by little he started to sway to and fro and inch his way closer to the group grunting towards them with no clear intentions. Now clearly reaching the shady column he reaches to his back pocket and takes out a shiny metal fork which he turned on its back.Moving closer to the group I started to get an uneasy feeling about him. He was grunting under his chin and swaying back and forth looking menacingly towards the group who were still oblivious to the man. He takes the would be evidence to a crime scene and leans next to the column just feet away from his first prey. © 2012 VictorSimonesAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on November 27, 2012 Last Updated on November 27, 2012 AuthorVictorSimonesAntioch, CAAboutHello fellow WritersCafe users, I tend to write what happens in my life, Although i tend to add some dramatic styling to my tale so it's not all true. There is a word for this style of writing calle.. more..Writing
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