Saturday Morning Fun #4

Posted: January 3, 2015 in short stories, writing
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As she stopped to catch her breath, she looked back behind her. The raccoon had stopped it’s pursuit, more or less to taunt her. It stared into her eyes. She almost wanted to cry. It seemed to smile before taking to sprint after her again.  It was less than ten feet away when it gave up its chase. Instead it choose to remember the location of its future victim’s current escape. Making it into her home, she let her previously held back tears fall. She was safe, for now.

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