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Write On Wednesdays Exercise 4: Two Fat Ladies (88!): Grab the 8th book from your bookshelf. Open it to page 8. Scroll down to the 8th sentence. Write this sentence at the top of your page. Set your timer for 5 minutes and write the first words that come into your head after your writing prompt. Stop when the buzzer rings!
A tall, well-built Kampuchean picked them up from their house at four in the morning*.
She didn't know where he was taking them and, frankly, she was a little surprised by his size. Her pre-conceived ideas about Kampuchean's had been shattered by his presence.
No bags. No idea. She went off into the chill of the morning, the darkness hiding her way. She desperately wished she had some sense of her destination, but all she had was hope.
Hope that he was taking them to a different world. A better world. Somewhere far from the noise of their current life. Somewhere far from the fear that enveloped her from the moment she woke each day.
She wasn't sure whether she should talk to the man. What would she say? What would she even call him?
She quickly decided her best bet was to remain silent. Silence was hard for her inquisitive mind but silence meant she still had hope. Silence kept her dreams alive.
So she hung her head and shuffled behind him, sneaking a glance at her companion as they passed under the street lamps. Into the darkness. Towards her dreams.
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* From Leviathon: The unauthorised biography of Sydney by John Birmingham