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Short Story: Clockwork.

A short story, written in place of a school assignment. It’s a shorter version of a long novel I’ve plotted out.

Clockwork.

Humming over the large bridge, a small old car drives slowly through the crammed in traffic. Inside sits a woman and a snoozing teenager. Suddenly, the boy thrusts up and hits his head on the small ceiling of the car. Whining, he lies back down and tries to doze off once again. » Continue Reading

May 29th, 2008 at 10:07 am and tagged , , ,  | Comments & Trackbacks (3) | Permalink