I was hiding in the grungy dumpster, which was located in a dark deserted alley, waiting for the men to leave. I had been sitting there waiting for what seemed like eternity and my mouth had a dry thirst as if I had run a marathon. As I sat there waiting I heard tiny little thuds on the top of the tin dumpster. I immediately began to burrow myself in garbage, but then I noticed the small thuds steadily growing louder as if it were raining. This was the perfect setting to the perfect day, not only was I stuck in a slimy dumpster with bloodthirsty killers less than five feet away, but I was also stuck in a thunderstorm.
I was getting nauseous form the stench of the heap of garbage sacks that had spilt open causing their contents to spill. The rain seemed to intensify the appalling smell of the filthy waste; if that was possible. Although the rain amplified the awful aroma, it did however, offer a sense of security. The sheets of rain pounding on the tin dumpster allowed me to build up enough courage to investigate.
As I was trying to lean forward and get a better look, my hands slipped on some moist, slimy noodles that had to have been recently disposed of because they were still slightly warm. This cau
As I trembled in fear, tears began to form and trickle slowly down my checks into my mouth, quenching my thirst, but leaving a salty aftertaste. The rain was taunting me, I could hear the fresh water hitting the ground, however, I had no way to drink it. The rain began seeping its way into the dumpster causing my shirt to stick to my back and the numerous stacks of garbage to become soggy and slimy. At that moment I realized my day could not get any worse, so I decided to look for an escape. As I studied for an escape route, I discovered a hole in the side of the dumpster. I peered through the hole and noticed I had a perfect view of the three men and their victim.
The rain began to lighten up as if it were reading my mind. I could now see the three men very clearly. The first man, the one who seemed to have all of the authority- the one they call boss, was wearing a white suit with a blue undershirt. He was a medium height man and looked like one who never missed a meal. He also talked with a deep, overpowering New York accent. The man standing to the right of him was also wearing a suit. This man's suit was black with a white undershirt and a black tie. He was a tall, stocky man that cast an evil shadow. He had a tight grip on the victim's hair. The victim was on his knees with his
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