It was dark
The footsteps were heard
He looked squinting
Expecting someone
To emerge from the lane
The footsteps vanished
But nobody came out
A loud gunshot
Was all he heard
He gathered some courage
Moved towards the dark lane
There a man lay dead
A gun still clutched in his hand
Somebody in the shadows moved
And he drew a long breath…..
I just made this all up,my imagination runs wild sometimes.I may or may not complete it.Tell me your views about this anyway.And yes Good Night!
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Thoughts of a Crooked Mind 
Art is about letting yourimagination run free 🙂
It’s up to you if you feel the need to continue with it 🙂
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It’s just I can’t figure the end yet.
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Maybe it doesn’t need an end…
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Maybe,Maybe not.
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I want to read more! Part 2,3,4,5…. Pleasse
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I never really thought about writing it further.
You sure?You want to read more ?
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