Write a short story 3 paragraphs in length involving a woman who can't sleep. It should have a mystical element, take place in a city, and start with the phrase "It was a cold night"
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Write a short story 3 paragraphs in length involving a woman who can't sleep. It should have a mystical element, take place in a city, and start with the phrase "It was a cold night"
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It was a cold night in October and Jennifer found herself wandering down the streets of Chicago in nothing but her robe and slippers. Looking down at her wrist, the blazing green numbers on her digital watch showed the time to be approaching 2 a.m.  She couldn't sleep.  Every time she put her head on the pillow her eyes shot back open.

Jennifer used to have it all. Until one fateful day when she crossed the wrong person. A beggar had asked for money and Jennifer dismissed her out of hand with hardly a notice. But the beggar didn't let her off easy casting a curse on her and cackling under her breath, "You shall have no rest until I have two coins in my purse!" Sure it was October, but Jennifer never believed that the beggar was a witch.

Four days later with nary a wink of rest, Jennifer couldn't help but replay the moment in her mind. A moment's generosity could have saved her from this fate. Chicago is a tough city, and thinking back on it Jennifer realized she was making it tougher. Then, suddenly, from the corner of her eye, she beheld the beggar-witch under a street lamp. Silently she reached her hands into her robe pocket and felt in her fingers two, cold metallic coins. Swallowing the lump from her throat she approached the beggar with eyes drawn low and placed the coins into her hand. No words were spoken, but when she turned to walk away she heard words echoing in her mind, "Yes, yes, my deary, this will do fine on this Hallows Eve. I have released you."
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Write a short story 3 paragraphs in length involving a woman who can't sleep. It should have a mystical element, take place in a city, and start with the phrase "It was a cold night"</s>
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It was a cold night in October and Jennifer found herself wandering down the streets of Chicago in nothing but her robe and slippers. Looking down at her wrist, the blazing green numbers on her digital watch showed the time to be approaching 2 a.m.  She couldn't sleep.  Every time she put her head on the pillow her eyes shot back open.

Jennifer used to have it all. Until one fateful day when she crossed the wrong person. A beggar had asked for money and Jennifer dismissed her out of hand with hardly a notice. But the beggar didn't let her off easy casting a curse on her and cackling under her breath, "You shall have no rest until I have two coins in my purse!" Sure it was October, but Jennifer never believed that the beggar was a witch.

Four days later with nary a wink of rest, Jennifer couldn't help but replay the moment in her mind. A moment's generosity could have saved her from this fate. Chicago is a tough city, and thinking back on it Jennifer realized she was making it tougher. Then, suddenly, from the corner of her eye, she beheld the beggar-witch under a street lamp. Silently she reached her hands into her robe pocket and felt in her fingers two, cold metallic coins. Swallowing the lump from her throat she approached the beggar with eyes drawn low and placed the coins into her hand. No words were spoken, but when she turned to walk away she heard words echoing in her mind, "Yes, yes, my deary, this will do fine on this Hallows Eve. I have released you."</s>
