Some people turned philosophical, and some froze with fear on seeing blood spattered on the board.
Eight hundred and fifty …. Which one had met his end?
It could be 849 tomorrow or 851, or who knows about 950…. life never ceases to throw surprises.
Who knows?
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That’s creepy. Numbers would become a bit of a nightmare worrying which was going to be next.
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Thank you!
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So true! Great take on the prompt, Reena.
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as symbolic as they come. great work ma’am!
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Life is full of surprises. Finding my “number” splattered with blood is one I wouldn’t like.
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Nobody would. Thanks!
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Great take on the prompt, Reena. Nicely done!
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Thanks a lot!
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