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I believe he stepped on the baby's head on purpose. Mud splashed on his pant legs. His eyes were still red. I could see that from where I stood.
I watched his eyes turn on me as he drew nearer. He looked away. But he looked back again. That is probably why he chose me, as another man grabbed me from behind and issued his order of which pile I belonged in.
"Nein! Sie kommt!" the man with red eyes shouted, walking himself towards us with a finger pointed.
The man behind me wanted to say something, but he stopped short. I heard the catch in his breath. He gripped my shoulder tighter for a second. I do not know if to issue me pain or if he was scared himself. He loosened his nails from me and I felt his fingertips slide down my back and off of me.
It seemed to last a lifetime, as I watched the man who had saved me, come to stand before me.
He looked into my eyes.
He had decided he wanted to watch me die.
He smirked at me until I would not look away.
The man behind me shoved me hard in the back.
And I took a step forward.
I went to wait for another train.
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scrubsnhugs said…
WoW!!! Thanks so much for stopping by my blog since now I have seen your's I am hooked...awesome writing style to the both of you..I will be back for more..TY!!
Friday, 5 November 2004 at 16:06:00 GMT-5
Karri Bowman said…
Q, you've got some really interesting stuff going on with this story...
Friday, 5 November 2004 at 16:11:00 GMT-5
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