A crunching sound
filled the air
and it seemed
louder
and more
insistent.
I looked around
frantically,
"What had made
that noise?!"
I disregarded
the surprising
and assumed
that the thing
that had made it
had probably
run away
by now...
Everything
returned to
normal
and I looked down,
wondering about the grass.
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❝ the place nature forgot ❞
Historia Corta. ❝ She sits on her uncomfortable bed. Life used to be better than this, but now, her scant possessions litter the floor. The paint is peeling from the white-washed walls. A tear escapes her eye and r...
