Posted by: behoove_me February 1, 2012
Short story < 50 words
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A huge prairie, distant ferris wheel, smoke stack and few barns. Gusty autumn breeze’s incessant whistle made my eardrums sore. Paradise; sheer paradise. Soon they approached faster, much faster. And when my sneakers were inches away from the grass…..
…….It was then I realized my chute did not open.
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