Thursday 1 January 2009 photo 12/17
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One night after a bad day and a stressful evening you decide the best way to relax is by going on a quick run through the neighborhood. You strap on a watch, running shoes and head out around 1130. Its late and dark, you have the streets all to yourself and your mind begins to wonder. Things are different in the dark, you cant see very far and the streets arent very well lit, but you still feel safe, theres even another runner out tonight. Dress in all black you see him about a block down the road hunched down in the middle of the road lit up by a dim streetlight tieing his shoe it seems. You get a bit closer expecting him to stand up and run off. He doesnt, he just sits there tieing his shoe. A bit closer, you can see hes in all black with a hoodie over his head and sweatpants even though its june. He still doesnt move. Step after step after step you get closer, the tension builds. Why doesnt he move, why is he just sitting in the middle of an intersection not moving like hes waiting for you. Closer closer and closer still your almost to the edge of the intersection and still he never moves or even glances up at you. Then you hear a car traveling fast from the right, horn blaring as it barrels into the intersection. Just before it hits the runner he lifts his head. It's a second that takes a lifetime. Slowly his head comes up, and you see a horror. Theres blood covering his face. The entire right side is devoid of skin as if scraped against the ground. You see know that his whole body looks broken and his clothes are soaked with blood. Beyond all the gore you notice his face... its you. The last sound you hear before the car hits you is your own strangled scream.
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