Alex closed his eyes as he leaned against the trunk of his tired rusty red pickup truck in the blazing sun. He took a deep breath of the hot summer air, he then lazily opened his eyes and sighed. He reached into his dark worn pair of jeans and he took out a cigarette and his favourite silver lighter. He placed the cigarette between his mouth and flicked open the silver lighter. He then returned the lighter to his pocket as he inhaled. He looked out over the humming sunset as he exhaled and the smoke slowly escaped his mouth, hoping it would soothe his sanity which threatened to slip away from him with each passing day. He stared out at the orange haze above the horizon lighting up the sky.
He flicked his cigarette and then returned it to his dry lips. With his free hand he tossled his thick brown wavy hair. After another long inhale, he flicked the cigarette aon the sandy dirt track and stubbed it out with the toe of his shoe. The humming silence was eerie.
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He flicked his cigarette and then returned it to his dry lips. With his free hand he tossled his thick brown wavy hair. After another long inhale, he flicked the cigarette aon the sandy dirt track and stubbed it out with the toe of his shoe. The humming silence was eerie.
Interesting? Not interesting? How could I improve? What are you impressions of where this story is going to go, any good descriptive phrases I could use. Thank you! I really want to win the school competition