[Continued from My New World – A Short Story – Part Two] “What are you laughing at, boy ? ” His voice startled me. I ’d expected a squeaky, tired voice, but instead it was rather deep and I remember […]
I do not know how to swim. We have been told about the Tower Of Babel. Poets have waxed eloquent about the futility of language in expressions; the futility of words to convey what we felt at a given moment. […]
I walk alone through this world below, Through the wilderness of toil and strife; With nature as a friend and the world as a foe, And a will for a future life. I walk alone in the darkness here Toward […]
Part one of My New World can be read here… How I remembered those first three days at camp. I raised hell. I wouldn’t make friends with a soul; didn’t go to a class and refused to play ball, which […]
The shoe hit the floor with a dull thud. My heart stood still, if anyone got awake and found me up, it’d all be ruined. I didn’t breathe for seconds. Then, slowly looked around from bunk to bunk and saw […]
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