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Blog 11 – The Kidnapping (Chapter 3)

Have Mercy!

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“Piedro, glad you could join us” said Drew confidently. The falsely tanned Mexican man tilted his head to one side, pulling out his very own hand pistol while stroking it sensually. It was almost as if he loved it more than anything else in the world, like he had known it all his life. The pistol had etchings on the side, which read “Kindness”. He brushed passed both men without a word spoken walking with authority as if he owned the two of them, advancing towards the bunk where he knelt down making a half-smile. “Got him. We finally got him.” chuckled Piedro, wiping away the excess perspiration around his thin mustache, breathing heavily in anger.

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Blog 9 – The Kidnapping (Chapter 2)

He’s Coming

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*Thwack*

Drew swung the blunt end of his firearm at Jason’s already-bruised skull. The sheer impact of the hit, knocked Jason unconscious instantaneously as his barely breathing corpse flopped to the ground. “The Fuck, man?! He wanted him alive. You’re a dead man, Drew!” panicked Arthur, walking over to the half dead body with his hands on his rapidly reddening, usually pale face. Without a word spoken, and no change in expression, Drew picked up the body gently and flung it over his left shoulder effortlessly, almost as if it was a sack of potatoes. He quietly walked over towards the property, with Jason hunched over him, and flicked what was left of the cigar onto the firm, dry, yellowing grass, without acknowledging anything Arthur had just said to him.

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Blog 2 – My Bizzare Experience Part 2 – The (not so) Epic Conclusion

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Note: This is a true story

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With  her eyes fixated on the floor, it gave me a sense of curiosity… From where i was at the time, it looked like a white piece of paper…and from that moment on, MY eyes were fixated on the item.

As she walked passed the “item”, she looked back to where she had been staring all this time, and had a look of discomfort on her face, the type you REALLY DON’T want to see. it was a mix between anxiety and shock…either  that, or she had let out a massive fart. She just stopped whatever she was doing and reluctantly walked on…We passed each other but there was a sense of worry present…

As I walked up to the item on the floor, I realised it was a £5 note. But it was folded in origami fashion into a flat shape of some sort…very distinctive and unique, sort of like a paper boat you would make in primary school, but pointed at the bottom. So naturally i walked past it without a second thought.

But then it occurred to me, somebody else would take it anyway, so I might aswell put it in charity…

I immediately stopped, turned around to pick it up and…- HANG ON ONE COTTON PICKING MOMENT…….IT WASN’T THERE!…..What the hell?! WAS I HALLUCINATING?! There was no wind at all, No-one to pick it up, not a soul in sigh…..-  WAIT. WHAT? Continue reading “Blog 2 – My Bizzare Experience Part 2 – The (not so) Epic Conclusion”