A Touch Of Cinnamon

A Touch Of Cinnamon

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The sweet scent of a buttery, cassia bun arises. There's a hint of white, thick frosting. The cinnamon bun looked fantastic. I put out my hand to grab the last bun that was there. My mouth drooling, excited to devour the amazingness. But before I could take it, another hand jumps in front of mine. "Oh, I'm sorry, you can take it." A nervous giggle finishes off my sentence. I averted my eye contact with the mysterious man. The man looks at me and laughs. "It's okay." He replied. "You can take it," He gestured his hands towards the bun. I looked back at him and a small smile crept up on my face.
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Cold, alone, and frightened, I stumble around in the dark alley, trying to find a hiding spot, I was trying to hide from them. I heard their shouts and hoots at me, there was no where left to turn or hide. My breaths became frantic as they came closer to me. "Where did you think you were going girl?" The man asked me, he was only 1 foot away from me, his breath intoxicated by liquor. "I just wanted to dance, but you run away, I'm not going to bite......that hard." He grabbed my arm and pulled me into him, the other 2 guys surrounded me. He licked my arm, and smiled evilly. Then he was gone, someone swooped him up and threw him. I gasped as the same thing happened to the other 2. The person who had done it stood in front of me, a hood was drawn over his face. "Who are you?" I asked him. But he just turned around and walked away, not a word spoken to me...........

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