The nice man in the van smiled. "So, are you going to come in, sweetie?"
I smiled and nodded-who could resist?
Actually, I felt bad-he had promised me candy so it seemed a shame to kill him, but Mom did say to make sure to bring home dinner.
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Writing Prompts
General FictionHere are a collection of writing prompts designed by yours truly or taken from the internet. Knock yourselves out.