Welcome to Salem. The town of tumbleweeds as blatant alarms of dawn and whipping tornadoes as a slight sign of noon. Where the shops sell ragged clothes for free and rusted cars to the elders. Money holds no value here. You can grasp a pack of fresh soda cans straight from the rusty shipping truck. But, the bottled water is bitter and contaminated with sea salt. Supplies of tap left the village years ago as a sign of strength to sustain life without the necessity. The levels of the oceans surrounding our forest fires are as low as the rocks miles out from the non-existent shore. We haven't had anything but milk to keep us neutral, and those lactose free died within days of converting. Our diminished crops are home to the homeless, who plead everyday to those lugging their laundry to the dump. People kick them, throw stones at them, treat them like wild coyotes fending for survival.
It seems like I know plenty of information on this specific topic. I think you're wondering why. Well, it just so happens that I'm a wild coyote.
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Teen FictionPenny has seen a lot in her life. She was born on a sidewalk. She is impoverished. She only has one ear. How will her mistakes lead to a happy ever after? Better yet, is there a happy ever after? Completed September 17th, 2017. [unedited/unrevised]
