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TheWriter2

Law abiding citizen

I could hear their footsteps. A slow tap combined with the splash from the wet floors of London after a typical British shower. The moon was high, and even at one, you could see quite clearly. No sounds, except for the shrill sound of a car burglar alarm. I tried to tell, but even the people in power would not listen. They knew I did, and they got closer. It was my duty to do so, but the people telling you about these duties, do they know what can the consequences of being a good citizen be? A hand grabbed my shoulder. I knew I was not gonna be a good citizen anymore.

Written by TheWriter2