Snapshot of Terror

They raced down dark alleys, turning every which way. Gunshots rang out in the air behind them. With every shot Amanda was certain she’d been hit. Her rubbery legs propelled her forward whilst she kept her eyes glued to the back of her saviour.

“In here, quick!” he whispered harshly through ragged breaths. She ducked into a dark doorway after him. They stopped. The only sounds were their heavy breaths.

The faint light illuminated what could only be described as an old antique shop…….

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Vivian Zems

Mum, author and dentist is how I describe myself. I love creating pictures from words. Sometimes a painter, other times a weaver- words are my tool; trying to create something beautiful. When I was nine, my dad introduced me to audio books. I was hooked. With his guidance, I fell into a world where words became life simply by weaving them together. So here I am, living out my passion- reading and writing! Enjoy the ride with me 😁😁

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