The yarn of fate - A short story of freewrite

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The yarn of fate

Under normal circumstances, Hug would say what he thinks, but, with a gun in his head, no, rather he would scream and beg not to be shot, not to take his life.

But, it is a lie, in the seconds that hang like a silent yarn from the hand of a murderer, one does not think, just wait with his eyes closed, waiting for the sound that death will bring as a horse that neighs with joy, without another reason that the desire to take the life.

In a way, there is a bang! It fires before pulling the trigger. In the murderer, it is the power of God in his hands, the darkness that is filled with glory and in whom the bullet awaiting is the instinctive sensation of going beyond time in search of what he has lived and finding that there is nothing more than a confused visceral fear because there is nothing, only the indecisive flow of a look between the past and now that ties the dying seconds to a hope, that of being able to remedy the imminent. It is to live a Russian roulette, die if the dice are thrown and play with loaded dice.

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When the destination uses a trick resource to comply with the above, any result is valid. That fork held Hug's hope, "Why him? Why did it have to be his day?"

He did not deserve it and it was true, he was not a bad person. The yarn of fate entangled him in a drug matter for trying to save a nun from being killed at the airport. How would I know that during the operation set up to capture a gang of drug traffickers a religious would cross. He did not see a costume, he saw a victim and only thought of saving her from the crossfire. For some, it was a hero, for others an accomplice.

At this time, he did not even know that the nun was false and only used his good faith to deceive the authorities and those of the cartel ... And, with those people you do not play, even playing without knowing that you play. Now they were there, at home, charging a debt he did not know contracted.

The authorities did not see the nun suspicious, but the cartel knew it was her "mule" and was missing. As they did not find the nun to settle accounts, he was found and in this yarn of history, for them, he was his accomplice and they would kill him if he did not deliver it ... And, who was he going to deliver? It was easier to receive the bullet.

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By Zeleira Cordero @zeleiracordero

07/02/2020

In response to @mariannawest in Day Day 840: 5 Minute Freewrite: Friday - Prompt: yarn.

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