Friday 19 October 2007
Two-minute Freewrite (5)
When Colin hurtled past me time stood still as all of his life flashed before my eyes - it didn't take as long as it should have. In that split second I psyched myself up to "go down there and give him hell". But when I heard a wet crunch instead of a wet splash my legs nearly gave out. The barnacles around him slowly turned pink.
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I like what you've written here, but don't feel you're paying over much attention to my previous comments. Hope I'll see a more continuous version tomorrow - oops: today!
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