Days gone by, but that picture still reminds. It still is an image straight into the head. Like a train it moves, chuchuchu. What days they were. Such times were
Category: Short story
TO BEARTO BEAR
Ouch! Thinking of it pains a lot. Not doing it also hurts, it has repercussions, the future will not be bright, it would be dull. A picture of a beggar
BALCONYBALCONY
Amazed by the environment. The clutter of noises as metals were pounded by a hammer by them, those mechanics. Though it was far, but could be seen. The beeping of
A PRAYERA PRAYER
Mildly it was. The goldish feature could be seen to wherever whatever it landed. It was calm, crows up in the sky caw, cats meowed. Motorbikes horns pitched the environment
STEP UPSTEP UP
Sipped a juice, both of them, but he was first to swallow. He awaited until all was clear then he begun. “What do you call two stems joined together to
THE ROADTHE ROAD
From the reflection, a smile was noticed. She had accomplished a task, after almost an hour of constant work. She stood up ready and prepared to face the world, with
ALL RISEALL RISE
Different sizes. Small, medium, tall. The height. Made from many products were they, some glasses and others bricks. With the city aim of bringing in a sense of vibrance, some
YOU SEE THISYOU SEE THIS
“What is our motto?” “Confidence, confusion and team work.” “Right, right. Off we go, we aim for better not for the best.” The group of fifteen people, were prepared for
DARE THE ROADDARE THE ROAD
Splint seconds. Like a leopard hunting an antelope, so too was he, fast, where to, none knew, but it was straight ahead. He was falling people on the road and
RELATIONSRELATIONS
The spacing of entering was thin. It looked like a line was formed, with people entering in. It was no choosing who, it was a mixture of people. The employed,