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It was sunset, Charlotte’s time to sneak out.
As per his habit, her father would come home drunk, lock her in her room and drink some more in the hall downstairs.
Charlotte would make her way down, go through the dark alleys, and meet up with her partners in crime, without her intoxicated father realizing she was missing.
This time though, she would not make it, as her footing slipped and she landed on picket fence.
Charlotte’s body lay skewered on the now bloody fence.
Only one remained now, and then the Witch’s revenge would be complete.
Word Count: 96
Six Sentence Story “Habit”