To Be Breathing
we understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love ~ Madame de Stael but everybody dances with the grim reaper ~ Robert Alton Harris
we understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love ~ Madame de Stael but everybody dances with the grim reaper ~ Robert Alton Harris
When your parent tells you something, you listen. When you listen, you are rewarded. When you don't listen, you are punished. Just a three-ish page story from one of my classes. Our teacher said to write a fairytale. This is what happened. Very fairytale like in my opinion.
Look left, look right. No cars, the light is white for go. Cross the street. Everyone does it, a simple crossing. Just cross the street. Tia does that, she crosses the street. It is amazing what one street crossing does.
Laney Nace, normal girl. Well here is a short story, telling you how normal can change, disappear into the blue. This is a one chapter, two pagish short story I wrote for reading presentations in my Language Arts class like Father Said No.