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The Cry in the Dark
#WritcoStoryPrompt9
As I walked past the dark bushes, the night was quiet except for the distant sound of crickets chirping. Suddenly, a faint cry pierced through the silence, making me stop in my tracks. I strained my ears to listen, wondering if it was just my imagination playing tricks on me.
But then I heard it again, louder this time, and unmistakably human. Someone was in trouble, and they needed help. My heart raced as I debated whether to investigate or continue on my way home. It was late, and the bushes looked...
As I walked past the dark bushes, the night was quiet except for the distant sound of crickets chirping. Suddenly, a faint cry pierced through the silence, making me stop in my tracks. I strained my ears to listen, wondering if it was just my imagination playing tricks on me.
But then I heard it again, louder this time, and unmistakably human. Someone was in trouble, and they needed help. My heart raced as I debated whether to investigate or continue on my way home. It was late, and the bushes looked...
