100 WC Week #18

I need that key. I reach out my hand in the dark, only to pull it back with nothing in it. I somehow dropped the key to my house, and now I have know way of getting in. I have to get in soon or else he’ll get me, and then there won’t be anything else for me in this life. All the sudden I hear a car coming and know that it’s his. I reach out one last time, only to not be able to cause something else has caught my attention: Him, standing right in front of me.

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