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The Wake up call P.1
( A premeditated homicide story)
After a night spent examining into the dark stories of true crimes within the courtroom, I found myself craving even a brief respite of sleep, a mere two hours would suffice.
A quick glance at my emails confirmed no urgent requests for legal representation, prompting me to leap into bed.
I stretched out, seeking a comfortable position for a short slumber, when suddenly my phone began to tremble with vibration.
The clock read 3:30 am, and I pondered the two elusive hours spent in pursuit of restful sleep.
I silenced the insistent buzz of my alarm, intent on returning to bed, but just as sleep was within reach, the phone erupted into a cacophony of rings. "Who could it be?" I wondered, irritation mingling with curiosity.
It was too late; my peace was thoroughly shattered.
Barely conscious, I managed to utter a groggy "hello..."
To be continued...
© Atty. Catherine S. Pariño. 2024. All Rights Reserved
After a night spent examining into the dark stories of true crimes within the courtroom, I found myself craving even a brief respite of sleep, a mere two hours would suffice.
A quick glance at my emails confirmed no urgent requests for legal representation, prompting me to leap into bed.
I stretched out, seeking a comfortable position for a short slumber, when suddenly my phone began to tremble with vibration.
The clock read 3:30 am, and I pondered the two elusive hours spent in pursuit of restful sleep.
I silenced the insistent buzz of my alarm, intent on returning to bed, but just as sleep was within reach, the phone erupted into a cacophony of rings. "Who could it be?" I wondered, irritation mingling with curiosity.
It was too late; my peace was thoroughly shattered.
Barely conscious, I managed to utter a groggy "hello..."
To be continued...
© Atty. Catherine S. Pariño. 2024. All Rights Reserved
