Sunday, May 31, 2020

Expanding Sentences


She walked through the crowded street. Grief stricken, she does not notice all the people around her. She bumped into him and their eyes met.

 

    With a deep sight, she stepped into the drizzling rain. The musky smell of humidity lingered in the air as she makes her way to the coffee shop. She walked through the crowded street with her head low, trying her best to blend with the busy morning crowd. The cold weather made her slip her hand in her pocket as dampness soaks through her sock in her converse. Grief stricken, she does not notice all the people around her. She can't help but to stare at the reflection of the grey sky from the puddle - admiring its' beauty. Beep! She automatically looked up, eyes searching for the car that had broken her of her hallucination as she continues her walk. She bumped into him and their eyes met. Blue mesmerizing eyes bore into her ordinary ones.  She froze as memories of the nights before flashes through her mind.

He broke the lock on the kitchen window and stepped inside. The surprised neighbor aimed a rifle at him and fires a warning shot. 



    Ally crept down the block with an oversize - unicorn decorated - pink sock forced down his head. He picked a pebble before charging into Mrs. Cece's back door that leads to her gorgeous kitchen. With a prayer, he aimed took his aim and threw the pebble. He broke the lock on the kitchen window , twisted it and stepped inside, taking a his pride duffel bag. The sound of the switch being flicked on caught him off guard. He slowly turned around and screamed as loud as he can. The surprised neighbor aimed a rifle at him and fires a warning shot. Ally knew that from that moment, he screwed up. 

The phone conversation fell into an awkward silence. It was an uncomfortable subject for both of them. He began explaining to her, but she wasn't listening. She puts down the phone. 


    "So? How was it?" Her voice sounded weak. The phone conversation fell into an awkward silence. Ever since yesterday, he had tried his best in convincing her that it was a mistake. A mistake that he had made with his intoxicated mind and messed up feelings. "Was it worth it?"The hiccups were uncontrollable as she tries her best to suppress her tears. It was uncomfortable subject for both of them but the least he could do was offer her closure. He began explaining to her, but she wasn't listening. His words were suddenly all mumbles. She puts down the phone as anxiety kicks in. 


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