The Journey begins....

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The street light flickered, the night was cold and quiet, nothing could be heard but the croaking of the frogs and the noise of the crickets. The rain started to fall but i would stay dry under the shelter of the bus stop, suddenly the screech of a car could be heard turning a corner it sped up the road coming closer to me, the tires making a splashing sound from the wet road and behind chasing it was at least seven police cars, with the blue and red colors and the loud annoying siren that I was very familiar with. As the car came to a sudden halt in front me, I hurriedly got in making sure to put the small suitcase in before me, I closed the door and the driver sped off.

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