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A Silent Death

Author: 
ALT

        One day, in late August, I was walking down a street to the store in the corner, when I saw a young man laying down in the middle of the street, wearing a white hooded sweater and blue jeans.

        I ignored him because I wasn’t just going to stop and talk to a guy that might be trying to commit suicide or was on drugs.  So I continued my trip to the store, after a few minutes I went back out after I finished my purchase and found out that the man was still there so I took my chances and tried to speak to him, but when I tried to get close to him. I started to smell an overwhelming aroma of blood, so I went closer to him to see what was wrong, ignoring the smell, but when I finally was close enough to see his face, it was covered in blood and I could almost make out a horrified face behind all that blood. I realized he was dead.

        He had tire tracks on his sweater, and blood was splattered everywhere, so I was to horrified to stay, so I left and called the cops and reported my findings and watched as they took the body in a bag. So all I can say was that…I wasn’t actually terrified just disgusted at the corpse >=)And the blood well…I prefer not saying =)

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