Midnight thoughts (Remove filter)
Hit and Run
It happens as quickly as it ends, a muffled slam and a splintering of cracks.
Night has fallen quickly, the dull glare of the streetlights hidden by the blinds.
I barely stir when it happens, only waking when footsteps race past my door.
“What’s happening?” I ask groggily, surveying the urgency of my parents.
My brother replies “A car crashed through our fence!”
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Wednesday 22nd March 2023 11:33 pm
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