100 Word Challenge #1630-01-2013 | 13:10:56 | No Comments


It was cold and frosty at the caravan site, the sweet smell of green grass drifted across the field. It seemed so silly barging into a caravan site and destroying the few happy lives that that was living there. They took out the heavy rifles from their pockets and started running into the camp site, like they were instructed. The people woke from their uncomfortable beds at the sound of the rifles firing bullets into the air. Later on in the day the camp sites people were taken prisoner like the many many others……………………..

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