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Survivor

December 16, 2017
By goldenhoney BRONZE, Cambridge, Massachusetts
goldenhoney BRONZE, Cambridge, Massachusetts
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Palm trees swayed smoothly to wind’s rhythm, bodies were floating in the red ocean, sand fragments were twisting in the air, buildings were destroyed. The air smelt like burnt rubber and the scene was murdered. Clouds swarmed in the streets and you couldn’t see the lone survivor of the bombing was in the car mirror.


The author's comments:

This is one of my nanofiction stories. I wrote this piece purely from my imagination. 


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