Arrival
Written 56-E05 [2024-11-14], Edited 56-E05 [2024-11-14]
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The arrival at the airport started out smooth. The customs was barely a formality and I didn’t have any check-in bags. But since my brother arrived on Air Canada and I arrived on Porter, we needed to find out where to meet.
I opened a phone to send him a message, but suddenly the device exploded.
Shards of glass and aluminum flew into my face, my hand was burning, I could only smell smoke and blood. With my one good eye I could see the airport security running towards me. Everyone was shouting, alarms were blaring. I felt water from the sprinkler system slam into my forehead.
Feedback from The Joy of Writing Group
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Notes
This was written in 10 minutes during a Joy of Writing meetup.
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