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Rated: E · Short Story · Melodrama · #2099466
Delivering donation money to bank: Daily Flash Fiction Contest entry.
Frantically running along the street, he was sweating and edgy, and praying the bank wouldn't close before he arrived. Pausing to catch his breath and wait for the green light, he glanced at his watch to check the time. When he finally arrived, gasping for air, a bank teller motioned for him to approach. Brushing his ear against a cactus appendage as he moved forward he felt a tingling sensation which was ignored. The donation money needed to be deposited immediately so he would no longer have the pins and needles sensations in his body and twisting and turning of his stomach. As soon as the teller received the money in his hand and give the completed receipt to him, knowing the deposit was now the responsibility of the bank, he felt like a he had just been given a new lease on life.

As he walked out of the bank with a great sense of relief he then noticed the bank name prominently displayed in bright letters. With shock and horror he realized he had just deposited the donation money at his bank in his account. Starting to sweat profusely, his stomach turning and twisting and almost emptying it's contents, he turned to go back into the bank. The door had been locked.

word count: 214
Written for "Daily Flash Fiction Challenge
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