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Ocean's 2 and a half
Takad and Spoons were two partners in crime. On a remote island. They call themselves the dynamic duo's who can steal a six-pack of beer at a store and go unnoticed. They would drink beer and barbecue every day by celebrating every completed mission of stealing beer.
By Waldo Yamada5 years ago in Criminal
The Robbery of Mr. Gobb
Mr. Gobb had been dead for two hours by the time they got his body to the boat. “Let’s get him in,” Borscht said. Plum cupped his hands into the armpits of Mr. Gobb. Borscht grabbed his feet.
By Sara Rose5 years ago in Criminal
Take It On The Other Side
Once upon a time is where you usually start a fairy tale. This is not a fairy tale. Another cold winter morning, waking up on the floor beside a hand full of other undesirables. We slept in an abandoned mall. We had couches, magazine racks, a table and our own room.
By J Arse5 years ago in Criminal
Absolution
The doorbell rang twice. It echoed off the white tile, the high ceilings, the crystal chandelier in the foyer. “Hello,” she began, as the door opened. “My name is Paige Alexander.”
By Brett Dufur5 years ago in Criminal
The Night Owl
I felt a drop of rain hit my cheek and I realized the task ahead of me would be a bit more daunting than I had initially expected.
By Furella Gutta5 years ago in Criminal
The Night Owl
The barn owl gazed in the hayloft window gazed curiously on the woman creeping surreptitiously from the small white house.
By Melanie Black5 years ago in Criminal
The Hunt
The Hunt “So Bill, what’s this all about really?”, Calvin said as he tried to find a comfortable spot in the tree they both were too big for.
By Stanley Nunn5 years ago in Criminal
Prey
The night is still and cold, the moon a mere sickle throwing the weakest light upon the world. It is silent but for the crunch of snow beneath unprotected feet.
By Ash Knight5 years ago in Criminal
Skate-O-Rama!
The steady thump of the bass still pounded in his head as Nick ripped out of the parking lot. The bumper of his car scrapped across the ground as he sped onto the unlit road. His fingers rapidly tapped against the steering wheel as he glanced in the rearview mirror for headlights.
By Anna Prescott5 years ago in Criminal
An Owl In The Road
Honestly, I hate driving to my family's house. For some reason or another I still push myself to do it every other week. Why, though? Why do I continue to push myself to go? Again, I drive down this long, entangled path that seems to go on for hours. For what reason?
By Alexandria Sams 5 years ago in Criminal
She’s The Owl
A beautiful woman is dangerous, everything about her can tie you up and take you out from the moment you see her. That was the case for old Angie Jean, a woman who stood 5ft but looked 6’3. This woman’s beauty was so vibrant her body came second. Skin like smooth silk, brown eyes the color of mahogany wood, lips plump and thick and red as ever, but her hair long blonde beautiful just like her Mother. Besides her looks Angie was a cold stone killer. It would be nice to tell a story of a woman vigilante, but this is not the case. This woman killed and she killed for fun. From town to town she pack up her things and killed every cowboy in sight. No one knew or understood why she would take those men out, no one knew her back story or where she had come from, but rest assured no one bothered Miss Angie Jean.
By Dank& Discussions5 years ago in Criminal
Cookies
He had always loved my cookies. As I stood in our kitchen, lovingly measuring out the oatmeal, chocolate chips, and butter, I remembered that these cookies were probably the reason he married me in the first place.
By Nerie Dawn5 years ago in Criminal