The Ghost of Carter Robbins
In response to the Pentina prompt: Early morning wake up
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1 min readSep 18, 2020
Startled awake again at exactly 2:17am. Every Friday night, I shoot out of bed, thinking a bullet has been fired through my gut.
100 years earlier, the coroner glanced at the bullet holes in the floor. The doctor tried to keep the patient alive. “Carter Robbins. Time of death: 2:17am.”
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