*** Daily Writing Practice ***
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
The Delivery
Everyone was tired and sore for it had been a long cold night that offered little sleep. Still, they held their line, denying invaders the right to pass. Hope grew bright as the fire of desire burned in their hearts and the sun began to rise. Soon, the fabled truck would arrive carrying such precious cargo that their steadfast guard would be rewarded. The newest I-Phone would be delivered into their outstretched hand and they would praise it around the world. This would be a day of legend.
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haha I wasn't expecting it to be an I-Phone at all! the entire time reading it, I was picturing something regarding the military :-)
ReplyDeleteThat was the idea. So, thank you :)
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