《English Stories - Creative Writing》Night In A City

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Photo prompt of a dark but lit city

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The whole city was illuminated. Bright yellows and golds glistened of off anything and everything. The deep inky black night sky was so different to the bright bustling streets below it. There were people hurting along everywhere. Up and down and running into the roads. It had just finished raining as the water was shinning on the pavement and reflecting the vivid lights. One big puddle had reflected that was above it and it looked like an alternative universe. When you jump into that puddle you could fall through and entered another world. Another puddle next to it was much smaller and more darker than the previous. What was in that puddle? We don't know. It was so murky that the puddle could jump out and swallow you whole. No light was dancing around it. No person would go near it. There was also a traffic light and pedestrian crossing. Which was accompanied by a sign. This sign had a person walking on it. As I stood there I began to wonder what the person had seen. It was constantly looking across the road but it could see anything. Maybe a car-crash or two. Maybe a murder or three. Maybe a robbery or four. That person on the sign saw everything. But then it blinked at me.

There was a row of shops down either side of the road which too were gleaming brightly yellow. It was a soft orange yellow which caused the street to look on fire. However there was vivid colours flowing out of the shops. Red, Blues and Purples were fiercely coming out of the shops too. In contrast to these right colours and moon-lit streets; the night sky was dark. Deathening black. It was so dark it didn't look real. Like the sky had just ended. There were no clouds in the sky. No stars to shine brightly upon us. No moon to cast a shadow. It was pitch black. But that didn't matter as the streets were alive. Alive with people and stores. There was a bus in the distance which had to be parked. It was a double decker with an open top roof. It too was illuminated by the street fires. But it also had its own lights. The lights were small and dim.

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