Mr.Gomez's appartment was very messy as if he had left in a hurry no sign of him anywhere.
His Dog was still there his bowl was completely empty I Saw the dog food in the kitchen assuming no one had gave the dog to eat I Fed him and left.
I Stood in Mr.Gomez's porch he had a beautiful view of miami beach. It seemed a little strainge to me that no one abssolutly no one was at maimi beach theres always been more than a few people even on weekdays, but today there was nobody on the beach it was basicly deserted.
From Mr.Gomez's Porch I Yell out to anyone to see if they could hear me I yelled out, "HELLO?!!...ANYONE THERE!!??" There was no answer just a silence...the type of silence that brings a chill up your spine when your by yourself.
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The silent neighborhood
Short StoryMy neighborhood was almost always silent, but this time it was the silent that brings a chill to your spine.
