That night at the gas station...
I stepped out of my car to quickly put some gas in my car. The gas station was old a d creepy. I went to pay inside and that night at that gas station things changed. The storm went through the town like evil through congress. It tore me apart and killed me instantly. Now I'm stuck here in the realm of the living until someone can release me.
This is going to be a long wait.
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The Writing Prompt Challenge
RandomWrite a short story a day for however long you want I will start with 101 days. I challenge you if you find a prompt you particularly like to write a short story and share it with me or do the Writing prompt challenge as well! Tell your friends and...
