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My Adrenaline
I stood at the bus stop deciding which way to go and I look towards the East and my adrenaline starts to flow, the traffic was going one way and wind was blowing the other way, and perspiration start dripping from my spine and the train on the other side start speeding on the line.
The early morning traffic starts building up and motorist starts to fuss, nothing was moving and the people start screaming and a helicopter fly below to disrupt the morning show.
That was quite a scene when the helicopter starts to fly and lean, everyone thought it was going to land on top of their head so anxiety grows and the drivers in the car got out and fled the scene but the helicopter got back its balance and parachute in the air and the traffic start flowing again.
How long must you wait before you open the gate? How long must you wait before you sign up to enter the race, the multitude is panicking and the cowards are singing and the race is about to begin, but the horses have no shoes and the jockey has no whip and the man at the altar just slip and broke his hip.
It is one of those days when the temperature is raised and thousands of men prostrate on the ground mumbling Friday prayer. I could not understand a word that they say but I know that something was on the way. I could not tell where it originates from but locust was crawling upon the land, they breach the doors and wall s and capture the city in a Jiffy and my spirit wander in the city.
The night was extremely serene and hardly anyone was around but the homeless hustlers roam the street looking for something to eat. They draw near the cars with the claw bar tools and destiny plunge a thousand dollars in their hands, it could not feed the whole family but it was enough to ease the hunger for the entire day and they walk merrily away without incident.
But on the other side of town the villagers were running around and violence broke out in the street, bullets and rocks swirl around and dead bodies scatter in the gutter and the mothers cried out and weep desperately for their sons. All of them lay dead on the side walk and heads lean over the cars steering wheel. One long line of dead men did not make it to heaven; they died honorable n the street.
I journey towards to hill to make my spirit still; it took some time for me to get there but it was worth the trip; I saw the clouds locked into the skies and the rock stood firm in the earth and the birds flew all around, living creatures of all kind start running away from the heat and a big explosion fell into the middle of street and the heavens were muted. My adrenaline starts to flow and my passion began to grow and I cross on the other side in a hot balloon.
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Christine Phillips
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