Overall impression: I like the idea of your story and how it is developed. Your choice to use first person brings the reader into the story in a dynamic way.
Characterization: The character is a woman, but her name is not revealed. Her situation causes the reader to want to know what comes next, and her story carries the reader all the way to the end.
Dialogue: The dialogue is good and helps to enhance the story and move it along.
Area(s) for improvement: suggestions are as follows: Notes ▼
laying - lying
feet, the package he handed me held - feet; the package he had handed me was held - if this is a previous action use had.
The wind the train created stirred - The wind, the train created, stirred
I looked at the man laying at my feet, the package he handed me held tightly in my hand. The pool of blood grew and extended to my shoes, yet I felt no inclination to move. The wind the train created stirred my hair and brought me to my senses just enough to enter it, leaving bloody footsteps behind. My heart raced.
** suggest italics for this - What just happened, I thought, and what am I supposed to do now?! ** delete !
What just happened, I thought, and what am I supposed to do now?!
I... - I . . .
"Uh, yes, I'm fine. I... must have stepped into something." Tucking my legs under the seat, I gave him a weak smile and hoped it'd be enough to stop any further questioning.
confidence and I - confidence, and I
"You sure? You are shaking." He leaned forward as if in confidence and I tightened my grasp on the brown package I still held in my hand.
"Yes." I said - "Yes," I said
"Yes." I said, trying to be more convincing. "I had to run to catch the train, is all."
me but he - me, but he
The man's expression told me that he didn't believe me but he dropped his interrogation, and I sighed in relief.
feel the relief - feel relief
At the next train station, the stranger across from me gave me one last concerned look before getting up and exiting. I could feel the relief sweep over me, although short-lived, as two men in black rain coats entered and sat down few seats away. Paranoia coursed through my veins.
mystery home - mystery package home
Alone in the quiet, I didn't dare take the mystery home with me. It's now or never. With trembling fingers, I unwrapped the paper and found myself staring at multiple pages of coding, all rolled up. Oh, no! I must have said the words aloud because the echo filled the empty subway, sending unwanted shivers down my spine.
page I saw - page, I saw
slowly, yet I - slowly; yet, I
On the last page I saw a phone number, no name. A payphone, a ratty, old thing covered in graffiti, graced the blank pole in front of me, as if conjured. My mind connected the dots slowly, yet I hesitated.
package... He's... dead." - package. . . . He's . . . dead."
"Um, Jerry? The guy with the package... He's... dead." I heard the man groan and mumble something incoherent. "He handed me this. What am I supposed to do?"
near by - nearby
How ironic, I thought. How ironic, I thought. -
Midnight - midnight
"Oh, man! Where are you? I need that package. Can you meet me somewhere?" An impatient man, but I didn't feel the need to hang on to this ticking time bomb any longer than I had to. Once I told him my location, we agreed on the near by Subway that's open past Midnight. How ironic, I thought.
I notice - I noticed
me and I - me, and I
ears and my - ears, and my
minute and I - minute, and I
I exited the train station, secret papers stashed deep in my purse and headed for the food place. As I rounded the corner, I notice the same two guys who tried to follow me and I stopped. My heart pounded in my ears and my knees felt weak. Sliding back into the shadows of the night, I watched them, hoping they'd leave. Karl, the guy I called, would be at the restaurant any minute and I tapped my foot, hoping for some revelation to get this nightmare done and over with.
street and I - street, and I
attention but I - attention, but I
A chubby guy, somewhat shorter than me, crossed the street and I knew it was him. I wanted to yell at him, whistle, something, anything, just to get his attention but I knew I couldn't. Neither could I reveal my presence.
door a gunshot - door, a gunshot
and. in - and, in
Before the man opened the door a gunshot could be heard and. in the next second, Karl lay on the dirty ground as well. A small, involuntary scream escaped my lips. One of the raincoats heard me and made his way toward me.
closer and my - closer, and my
Few strides - A few strides
Fear rooted me to the spot. The echo of the guy's shoes kept inching closer and my brain finally jump-started my legs into movement. Few strides later, I was held in a tight grip, a handkerchief on my mouth. Instinct made me fight him, but within a few seconds, everything went black.
Just like in the movies, I thought - Just like in the movies, I thought
I woke up sitting in a chair, hands tied behind my back, a single light directed straight at me. Just like in the movies, I thought, before my memory came back.
you and who - you, and who
"Who are you and who do you work for,?" a distorted voice asked.
What a way to start a vacation, I thought - What a way to start a vacation, I thought
What a way to start a vacation, I thought, before letting out a hysterical laugh.
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