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This is the intro to a short story i'm trying to write. I know it isn't much but I would appreciate any feed back on it.

Submitted: August 02, 2016

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Submitted: August 02, 2016



It was a gorgeous day, bright blue sky, and fluffy white clouds; the whole nine yards. Eleven-

year-old Michael Sorgevi was quite enjoying playing in the park, running circles around the younger

kids.  At least he was until the ship came crashing down out of the sky. Michael watched

uncomprehendingly as the ship appeared out of thin air about a hundred above his head, only to

immediately burst in to flames. As it fell it began turning as if to avoid the park, but it was too little too

late. Moments before it hit the ground Michael saw a man fling himself from the cockpit and open a

parachute. But it barely had time to open before both he and the ship slammed into the ground.

Michael lost sight of him in the ensuing fireball as he was blown backwards off his feet. By some

miracle the explosion did not kill him but he almost wished he it had because of the wave of pain the

washed over him as several of his bones were shattered. Just before he blacked out he saw the

pilot, limping heavily and bleeding from a gash on his forehead, as he ran from the park and the

horror he had caused.

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