I took a random sentence (In Bold) and wrote for five minutes. The following is the story I received.
Please send me any opening lines you want to see turned into short stories.
He realized the child had seen him and he couldn't let
him get away.
Todd Summers
leapt through traffic, barely noticing the bus that almost hit him. It wouldn’t have really mattered if it
had.
The tiny boy in
the red baseball cap dashed up a driveway across the street and scurried down
an alley lined with trash bags.
Todd bolted
after him. By the time he reached
the alley the little boy had vanished.
Todd sprinted to the very end of the alley and scanned the massive parking
lot filled with cars, people and a million places for a tiny boy to hide.
A spare flicker
of movement flashed out of the corner of Todd’s eyes. He spun around just in time to see the boy crawl out from
behind the dumpster. The boy made
a mad dash back the way he had come and may have gotten away once again except
he tripped over his own two legs and skittered across the pavement.
Before the boy
could stand, Todd picked him up by the back of his shirt and held him up in the
air.
“Let me
go!” The boy squirmed. “Let me go Todd.”
“First, I want
to explain what you saw.”
“Shut up!” The boy slapped a button behind Todd’s
ear. The adult’s face and chest
slid open revealing the little boy cramped inside the mechanical suite. “Mom says we’re not aloud to use the
grown up suite on weekends!” The
little boy shouted. “And I’m
telling!”
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