The Homeless Boy at my Window

The Homeless Boy at my Window

  • WpView
    Reads 552
  • WpVote
    Votes 13
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
WpMetadataReadOngoing14m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jun 23, 2017
I was about to go to sleep, but he tapped on my bedroom window. A total stranger in the middle of the night. He offered his hand, and told me to join him in his life of freedom. I learned he only had one goal which unfortunately, was number three on my bucket list I swore to complete. We both wanted to see a beautiful aurora weave the sky in the North Pole. You might not get another chance. I told myself, taking his hand then climbing out my bedroom window.
All Rights Reserved
#546
lights
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Hereafter, Yours
  • The Santa Clause: A Calvin Christmas [Book 1]
  • Hunter or Prey?
  • One more trip // Noorhelm.
  • Rhythm of Life - A Sabriel Short Story
  • My Savior
  • Frost and Rain - Jack Frost x Reader (F)
  • Warming His Heart (Jack Frost x Reader)
  • "A Christmas Carol Reimagined" by Gratiana Lovelace, 2016
  • Frozen tale

I looked outside; the sun had set but the light remained. That little moment when the light still covers the sky before night swallows it up, that tiny moment in time is when the sky truly looks majestic. I feel the same way, this little time before the night takes me away. Everything that begins will end somehow, somewhere... "Will my end be just an end?" He asked himself, Little did he know, his end was only the beginning

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines