Donato stood in place, shocked, trying to register this. An earthquake? In California? Something weird was going on, but there was no time to think about that. People were pushing past others to get as far away from the falling buildings so they can survive. Donato followed them as fast as his limp would allow him. He stopped at his car to quickly grab his pack and crutch. The ground shook and cracked again as he stumbled along with the escaping people. A large crack started splitting the road as people bumped past Donato. Some were kind enough to help guide him along the breaking road, seeing that he was crippled (he hated that word being associated with him).
(I stopped writing here)
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Unfinished Fanfics and Original Stories/ideas
RandomStories that have been sitting in my Drive and left untouched after possibly doing the first chapter or so. Some original stories came to me from dreams and I quickly wrote them down before I forgot, while others were from prompts for a class writin...
