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The steam lifted from the mug, polluting the air with that fresh coffee smell. As I glance out the slightly ***** window, it was just starting to sprinkle. The leaves on the trees were dancing the rain. A cool breeze found its way in when someone walked through the door. It climbed up my spine, I've had this feeling before. In the background I can hear people talking and coffee brewing. Gentle background music gently kissing my ear. I look back outside and there I am, standing in the rain. What was I saying? I can't read lips. That same chill climbed up my spine, but the door was closed. I look back outside and I was gone. What did I say? I take a quick sip of my coffee, burning the roof of my mouth. That's when it happened, the bright lights stunning my eyes. A red car crashed through the front window. Killing me instantly. "Get out... get out now"
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 4:47 PM UTC
The Coffee House
The steam lifted from the mug, polluting the air with that fresh coffee smell. As I glance out the slightly ***** window, it was just starting to sprinkle. The leaves on the trees were dancing the rain. A cool breeze found its way in when someone walked through the door. It climbed up my spine, I've had this feeling before. In the background I can hear people talking and coffee brewing. Gentle background music gently kissing my ear. I look back outside and there I am, standing in the rain. What was I saying? I can't read lips. That same chill climbed up my spine, but the door was closed. I look back outside and I was gone. What did I say? I take a quick sip of my coffee, burning the roof of my mouth. That's when it happened, the bright lights stunning my eyes. A red car crashed through the front window. Killing me instantly. "Get out... get out now"
adam-steves
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 4:47 PM UTC
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