Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24820168-20140524144205

'''It was 2AM and instead of sleeping, I was shopping. Christmas shopping, actually. Leaving it to the night before, as per usual. There wasn't really any excuse. It's not like I'm ever busy. I just didn't get round to it. I looked in through the shopping centre's frosted glass doors to see the safety gates being raised in front of stores. Along with the posters that lined the walls, telling people that if they were to leave shopping to the last minute, the centre would welcome any panicked boyfriends, or flustered parents and allow them to buy their loved ones gifts at the last possible moment. December 24th. I never really understood why someone would make an appointment for that kind of thing, but whatever.'''

'''I looked around at all the other shoppers. Must have been around 8 or 10. I was surprised, usually at this time of the year you'd expect tons of fools to show up. Finally kicking their procrastination and remembering that they have more important things to do than sit around playing video games or watching Tv.'''

I looked down at my watch, ten minutes to go, I always arrive too early.

'''I flipped open my phone (Yes flipped) and started looking through some old photos. I had just stopped cringing about how my hair looked two years ago when i got a text alert from an unknown number.'''

"Hi friend! My name's Angie, and i'm here to give you a super special present!"

I quickly chalked this down to some cheap ad and deleted the message.

'''My phone lit up once more. "Think I'm joking? You see that trash can on the right? Go open it up."'''

'''I shot my head towards the green bin that was indeed to the right of my vision. This was getting scary. How could it possibly have known?'''

I waited until the crowd of shoppers had flooded through the open doors before walking to the bin in the most casual way possible and slowly lifting the lid.

There lying neatly on top of the pile of general filth was a...  