*Bzzzz* “Fucking flies.” *SMACK* “Come on man, you need to give us the money or we’re gonna have some problems.” Simply staring at this scum makes me regret my decisions, borrowing money? Go to a fucking bank you retard. “I don’t have it now… give me another week, please.” I practically beg and this scum looks at me like I am the scum in this situation. “We don’t got time.” He just taps his foot against the ground while staring at his watch. *Bzzzzzzz* Didn’t get the fly huh? “Boys grab him, the boss needs a new errand boy. “ What are you the fucking mafia? Why the fuck does your boss need a NEW errand boy. Staring blankly the goons of that fuck come at me. “Please just one more week man.” as they approach …show more content…
It’s unlikely i’ll outrun them for long so the only chance I got is to ditch them and hide. Turning the corner of the alleyway I was in I run with all my might just barely keeping a speed faster than the two goons. Despite their beefy looks they probably are more used to running after their targets due to simple intimidation. FUCK WHY DID I BORROW FROM SCUM LIKE HIM! I turn another corner and see a fence. By now I have been running for a good minute and the distance between us is only growing larger, meaning I have a chance to get over this fence before the goons get all over me. While still running I jump at the fence and grab the little metal rungs. Sticking my fingers through them to start climbing hurts my hands but I keep …show more content…
It was already shaking quite a bit but with them pushing it the fence starts to lean forward making my attempt at climbing the fence pointless. As the fence starts to fall I stand up despite how shakily I do so. I only just noticed but the amount of adrenaline flowing through my veins must be intense. As the fence is about to lend I jump using the momentum of the falling fence for my own to give me a boost and I start running again. If memory serves me right this fence is just off a main road near my apartment. With me jumping off the fence it’s as if I was given another head start in the race to escape while they had to start moving again. My memory was correct as after about a minute more of running I arrive at the main road. The goons appear to be backing off a bit and I smile in satisfaction. I slow down as I reach the sidewalk and my breath is ragged. Looking back at the alleyway over my right shoulder the goons seemed to of headed back to that scum. *HONK* A single loud honk jolted me, different from the usual traffic of a big city the sound came from just left of me. As if in slow motion I turn my head and senses to the left.
not do as much as that. I neither run nor fight, but do meanly stand, answering each heavy
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look back and see the man who was following you pull out a large knife.
I escaped and rushed downstairs. I took refuge in the courtyard belonging to the house which I
The owners hadn’t maintained their fence rows or the land they had. During first month we were there we had taken out at least two hundred fence post and removed at least five miles of barbwire which had only become rotten with vines and othe...
After some distance a patrol car pulled up behind me and began flashing its lights and sounding its alarm. Damn!
then they were shot . “The faster you run, the faster you’ll get to go to
battle you might as well keep running because you will be looked upon as a failure, as a
The Random House’s online dictionary defines “fence” as a noun by “a barrier enclosing or bordering a field, yard, etcetera...used to prevent entrance, to confine, or to mark a boundary.” As a verb, it defines “fence” as both “to defend; protect; guard” and also, “to ward off and keep out.” (Random House, Inc.) All three of these definitions encapsulate the relationships August Wilson describes in his play, Fences, set in the 1950s. Whether the barrier is too keep something or someone in or out, there is always a struggle to know what is beyond the fence. Wilson uses the fence metaphor to interweave the themes of barriers and protection among the characters in Fences. Troy's character is the centerpiece that all of the other relationships
rolled out of it. And then I killed them all. If it happened there was any tie of kinship
would sit there and watch until they notice me then I would run. Also I would show them
As stated in the paragraph above, there is evidence of symbolism within the book. The fence is a symbolic object in which the reader is first introduced to in the first sentence: “That summer the fence that stretched
I lift my eyes and glance ahead. I’m almost there, only a couple more meters. I hear footsteps behind me, they’re catching up quickly. It’s now or never. I push off with my back foot and go into a sprint. My heart speeds up, almost as fast as I’m running and I can hear its pounding in my head, like a prisoner beating on locked doors, wanting to be free. If it had feet of it’s own it might run alongside me and race me to the fort, but that’s silly, hearts don’t have feet. I swing my arms back and forth to help me run faster and I try to take longer strides. I’m running so fast now, I feel like everything around me is standing still, as if I’m the only thing in the world that is moving. I don’t want to stop running, I want to keep going, faster and faster, forever. Now I understand why my heart pounds so hard, why it tries to push out of my chest and run on its little feet and never stop, never look back. But I cannot keep on running forever, I have to stop. My legs finally give in and I plop onto the stiff ground. The dust sticks to my sweaty clothes and turns into mud. I take big, loud breaths but I cannot hear myself because my heart is sti...
With a slow dawn I remembered. Had I slipped or had he hit me with something? My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth as I relived the figure advancing towards me. It was dark. The street light that shone from behind the man in the faceless thickset man in the grey hoody ensured anonymity. Now he was coming. How long had I been here? My head ached as I struggled to assess my surroundings.