Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image.
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I stare across our front lawn. The drunk is passed out next to his poorly parked shit heap.
So he did make it home last night.
It’s only a matter of time before the cops get him, or the Berley boys, I just hope it’s before he kills someone.
I decide I better attempt to drag him in the house.
I approach him and see blood, a lot of blood. I check his pulse. I grin wickedly to myself as I walk inside to call 000.
I am yet to know who or how, but someone has set me free.
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**NOTE** ‘000’ is the Aussie equivalent to ‘911’.
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