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..., or miss her bus home.

She hear's the grinding wheels of a large vehicle,the squeak of breaks,the squeal of tires and she begins to run. Arms pumping,heels beating a staccato, her skirt now flies around her legs,whipping her,like some cruel master,leaving red marks on her thighs.

The bus racing towards it's intended stop,bathes the woman in sickly yellow light,as it's headlights pick up her movement down the street.

Then realization strikes.The woman is running too fast, the bus moving at the same speed and they will meet, at exactly the same time.Horror peaks as the front bumper of the large blue bus,hits the woman in the chest and throws her back into the damp night.

She hits the road with a sick thump,her body facing the night sky,and as she sighs,her body filled with pain and her brain receding into shock, she thinks not of friends,nor lovers...but with one simple thought

"at least I haven't missed the last bus home"

Will she live

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