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Stereotypes: A Short Story

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The low rumble reverberated through its victims’ ears. Like statues, everyone stayed still; too frightened to deliberate on what may happen if they dared move a muscle. Looks were shared from across the small courtyard, everyone wide eyed and shaken. In between the madness I heard a sparse bellowing sound from close by.
“AWAY FROM THE WINDOWS!” a precarious voice shared, “NOW!”
It was almost as if my legs and I no longer shared a body as I attempted to briskly stand up.

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