100 word stories. Post all you like, maybe we'll dip in and use yours?
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“Mommy, why do they hate us so much?” I ask sadly. My family is cowering in fear, trembling at the sound of the next aerial assault. The savage hiss as the air fills with toxins is overwhelming. I try not to let my terror show, but the way my legs are shaking makes me think I am failing. Looking around, I can see my relatives running our way, the dense white fog creeping up behind them. Little do they know there is nowhere else to run. Before the gas wipes out my nervous system, I see one large word: RAID.
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