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The Black Window of Speed
The Black Window of Speed
Johnny and I started off as some low level wannabe racers in high school always making our cars louder and faster in the mechanic shop. Using our parent's money and from side, jobs to upgrade our cars, we did not know much about being so self sufficient money wise, but we were definitely self sufficient when we are going top speed, only relying on myself. Once we got our jobs and money going in the right direction we decided to buy our own private warehouse where we would turn it into a mod shop full of car parts, mechanics to fix cars, and accessories to put on cars.
Johnny and I had decided to go to our mod shop in the morning to test out one of the new cars that I had shipped in from a tuning shop in Michigan. It's best for us to test the car out early because the car has illegal mods, so it is best to test out the vehicle on a road where it is quiet and not busy at all.
“Johnny let's head out and put this car on the long strip of road that is 10 minutes away”
“You are already in the right state of mind this early huh Jerry”
“My state of mind has never changed” I replied confidently.
I hop up in the driver seat and Johnny hops in the passenger seat and we turn on the engine of this beast of a car, Jeep Grand Cherokee Trackhawk 2022, with a whopping 707 horsepower, and last but not certainly least under the hoof is a 6.2-liter supercharged engine. We drive up to the strip to do a launch on the car just to get a feel of how it operates. I get out of the car to clock the times of how fast it takes to get to 180mph. After multiple tests run we had gotten a call from one of Johnny's friends talking about a street race that will have a pot of over 100 thousand dollars cash. Johnny and I made our way to our mod shop to touch up our car that we had been testing and get it ready for a street race tonight.
“You think well win this race, Jerry?”
“Nobodys gonna have the experience and fast cars like ours Johnny, don't stress”.
We ended up tuning the engine, tinting the windows limo tint, putting new exhaust system on it, and new rims. Fast forward to the night, Johnny and I are at the car meet and I am prepping the road with a spray for our car to keep traction when we race. Johnny decides he will drive this race.
“Are you ready Johnny?” I asked cautiously.
“Yes, Jerry more ready than ever”. Johnny replied confidently.
Johnny is now about to race, the opponent is lined up and the person yelling “go!” is in the middle of both cars. I am watching from behind Johnny's car as I cannot sit inside for weight reduction.
“On your marks, get ready, set, go!” shouts the lady
Johnny's car is up to a good head start and is pulling away, you can hear both engine cars roaring and revving trying to grip for traction. Unexpectedly I see The opponent's car lose control and hit Johnny's car in the back tire, Johnny's car flips over multiple times. I rush over full sprint to see if I can help. I reach Johnny's car and cannot see anything due to the limo tint.
“Open a window right now!” I scream.
Other spectators come to help me open a window by smashing the glass to see if Johnny is okay, and once the window opens we see Johnny laughing unexpectedly.
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What's that smell?
What's that smell?
My name is Gerald and I am from India and now live in Detroit, Michigan. I have recently moved from India as my father and mom had both gotten work opportunities in the United States of America when they bought a warehouse company that processes raw meats in Michigan. My life was about to be very different as I will start my first day of school just tomorrow and I am still getting used to my new home and transportation in the area.
Fast forward to the morning of the first day of school, I get to choose my outfit for the first day of school, I’d forgotten that I had left my jacket and pants that I wanted to wear in my suitcase.
“Gerald come to eat, breakfast is ready pancakes, eggs, and sausage” my mom shouted.
“Okay, mom coming,” I said happily.
I rush over to open the suitcase, put my pants and jacket on and rush over to our kitchen to begin eating breakfast. My mom was so happy to see me dressed so well and just for me to be going to a school in such a great country. I look at my phone to realize that the bus is only 5 minutes away.
“Mom look at my phone the bus is coming, I have to leave now,” I said shyly.
“Okay sweetheart I will see you after school okay, have a good day. Love you, Gerald”.
“I'll take the bus back after school and ill be home around 4:30”.
I open the door and it is so cold that it makes me feel like staying at home but I walk towards the bus stop and there it is the bus slowly approaches with many children playing visible threw the clear windows. I was so relieved that I will get on the heated bus and get to see other children from my school on the bus, this feeling just had me feeling so happy to be able to go on my first day of school in America.
“Good morning driver,” I said politely.
“Good morning to you too kiddo,” he said sympathetically as he thought id been standing in the snow for a while.
I walk towards the open seat in the front of the bus and look around and see many children very happy and joking around lots too. As I am sitting I can feel a weird tension on the back of my head as if a group of people is looking directly at me. I look back and can see people whispering to each other, pointing fingers, and having a look of disgust on their faces. I am thinking to myself, no way people are making fun of me in the first 20 minutes of sitting down on this bus. Suddenly another student walks by me closely and walks back to his seat.
“It's him, I haven't seen him before he's the one that smells” a child on the bus yells.
“Open a window I can't stand sitting on this bus for another 15 minutes” A student shouts.

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Christmas Smoke
Christmas Smoke
Welcome to the gated community of The British Properties where snow is the usual weather here. For my girlfriend and I, it was a new start as we just had moved into this brand new house and neighborhood as we had just moved from California. My girlfriend named Cara was in a rush to move all of our belongings into the home so we started unpacking everything that we had brought with us in our U-Haul into the home. We began unpacking and finished when the sun started going down and it was becoming dark. My stomach could be heard growlinggg slowly as if I hadn't eaten in days.
“Cara I am so hungry its been so many hours since I've eaten anything”.
“Just wait a moment TJ, I will cook you something once we make a snowman outside” Cara smirked.
“Okay let's get our Christmas eve night started like that”. I said happily.
“How about a cup of hot cocoa and an amazing steak cooked for you after we're done outside” Said Cara as if TJ was a dog.
“Okay, we might also see what also under the mistletoe after my meal”.
It started off a snowy night on December 24th the night of Christmas eve, everyone in the neighborhood was in a jolly mood once we got outside, the Christmas lights were colorful, the decorations were beautiful and the vibe could not get any better so far. Cara and I began to build our snowman and we were having the time of our lives as we would get competitive and have snowball fights but one thing that distracted us was one of our neighbor's windows open with the fresh smell of cooked food and just an amazing aroma coming into our front lawn.
“Cara you need to get your butt in the kitchen and make me a meal,” I said jokingly.
“Let's go get warm inside and well see what ill cook up for you”.
Cara and I enter the house and began to make our way up to the bedroom so we can take a hot shower to get warm and put some dry clothes on. After I am warm and cozy I go to the living room to sit down in my comfy Santa's little helper's matching Pajamas and shirts. Cara goes to the kitchen and looks through the fridge and pantry.
“TJ I can make your steak with shrimp and mashed potatoes” Cara yelled to the living room.
“Mmmmmm Mmmm sounds great baby,” I said ever so happily.
Cara began to prep the food as I watched the NFL football games as they are a must-watch during Christmas. I had gotten very sleepy while being on the couch so I had fallen asleep and as 20 minutes had gone by I was awakened to smoke tingling under my nose and the sounds of a towel hitting the air back and forth.
“Cara what the heck are you doing,” I said as I jumped out of my seat frustrated.
“The food is burning baby, the pans are too hot” Cara screamed.
I could not see at all there was so much smoke it felt as if there was a smoke bomb.
“Open a window baby I cannot see!”

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Open a window
CRWR 213 001 2022W1
Taaj Jhooty
Open A Window
The writing prompt I chose is open a window. All three stories are not linked and are written narratively, with conversations between 2 characters myself(TJ)/Narrator and the other 2nd character. The first story is about a couple who move into a new house and get too caught up in food and each other and end up smoking up the house. My second story is about a child who is the main character and narrator who lives in not the best conditions and is not sure why people are always looking and speaking towards him in negative ways until he realizes. Lastly, the third story is about street racers that own a mod shop that they use to mod the cars that they have been racing and they use tinted windows to keep a low profile.
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