THE CONFIRMATION OF MY GUT FEELING

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STORY PREVIEW

“Evaney…where are you!” Janessa yelled through the street of broken glass from the smashed out windows of the Mercedes Benz. She was told by her best friend Evaney Alvarez to meet her on Alley Street near the park at midnight. Evaney was nowhere in sight, there was no one in sight. Whatever happen on Alley Street prior to her coming now did not look like it was anything good. She was frantic and nervous suddenly not knowing what to do. She dialed Evaney’s cell phone number. There was no answer, went straight to voicemail. 



She started looking through the cream-colored Mercedes-Benz, she suddenly ran across Evaney’s promise ring that her boyfriend Kyle had given her days before. Janessa wasn’t that fond of Kyle, had a suspicious feeling about him since he popped up on the scene a couple of months ago claiming he was from south Philly, and sweeping Evaney off her feet. Janessa couldn’t help the tears from falling; trying to block out the thought of something bad actually happening to Evaney. 

Janessa was African-American and Evaney Puerto-Rican in race, but they both were like sisters; actually the most stable family either of them had ever known. They’d spent the majority of their lives together in the foster home they grew up in. It wasn’t until recently Evaney got introduced to a long lost aunt with a thriving beauty-salon business, and Janessa introduced to a cousin that finally found her through the foster system after being abandoned by her mother. So in the midst of bridging the gaps of life that has been lost, they both managed to meet a promising group of people that held the means to inspire and help their dreams come to reality. 

Janessa dialed Kyle’s cell number, it went to voice mail. She forced herself to think of what to do next. She decided to go by Evaney’s aunt's beauty-shop a few blocks down. She ran, panting nearly out of breath when she reached the front of the shop. She found that the shop’s front glass door was shattred! Pieces of glass was poked out near the lock at the door. She pulled the door open and walked into the dark shop. She closed the door behind her, never know if she was being followed. There seem to be a fight or something or unless the workers of the shop didn’t clean up their messes. There were pieces of hair extensions, shampoo bottles, scissors and papers spread all over the floor. Janessa sighed, overwhelmed not knowing what to think or do. She suddenly heard footsteps in the back hallway! Sounded like it was coming her way! She grabbed the scissors! Attempting to confront the intruder coming her way; but suddenly turned to try to make a run for it to the beauty-shop’s front shattered glass door! 

“Hey wait, wait!” The person demanded. Janessa wasn’t hearing it! Her nerves were frazzled and she didn’t trust anything at that moment. She swiftly swung the shattered-glass door back to run out, but as she swung the door pieces of shattered glass flew! A sharp edge of glass flew and landed right into her forearm! She screamed out in pain! She screamed, freaking out when she saw the oozing blood pouring out! The series of events poured, fluttering her mind and she felt her body go limp, felt her herself go numb! The intruder stood over her, looking down at her!

Preview of Short-Story Written by Yvette Huntley

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