Thursday, February 2, 2017
CAA
It was his first day working for the Criminal Acts Association. Everything was bleak around him. Towering clouds gave of a grey aura. It was drizzling. He was left without feeling on this day of grey. His face blank as he set foot unto the bus. Two other men in business suits eyed him carefully. He eyed them back, wondering why they were staring. Maybe, just maybe, the two were a part of the CAA as well. Maybe they were curious, wondering if he too was part of that secret organization.
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I like your sentence choice, very intriguing.
The wording in your passage leaves mystery and room for the imagination. Are they gay? Is he a chicken? We'll never know.
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