Thank You For The Window_Take The Fish_Lawn Boy_Amaani
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Thank You For The Window
"I love the night, the night sky. It soothes the pain in my heart and the consternation in my mind.”Joe, a mild mannered, ordinary looking man of average height and build was in anguish. He was imprisoned in a small cell; it was smaller than the bathroom in his small flat. There was a window with bars above his head. He couldn’t see out to anything below. But he could see up to the stars and the moon. So he gazed upon the night sky and prayed. He marvelled at the magnificence of the Milky Way peeking down at him, with light streaming through the small window allowing only a shaft to illuminate...
Take The Fish
“Grey Cloud... Milton!” Sergeant Oreo turns around in his leather seat and jumps up onto his table. His fancy room with his unforgettable scent of rose and fish fill the air as we take a seat at the two chairs across from his desk. “Sergeant!” We bow our heads to him. “The one leader of the gang we are following has been planning a terrible heist on the small pet store that recently opened on Rainbow Street. I’m sure you two know the place.” He looks at each of us. “Of course! The owner is a swell cat. Very proper and kind. His daughter is China. Lovely lady.” Grey Cloud purrs to the sound her...
Lawn Boy
Hello, I am Corey Dansworth, but around Fairview, New York, I am known as Lawn Boy. Located north of Poughkeepsie on the Hudson River, I grew up in this scenic town where there are more red oaks than people. That’s what my Uncle Troy says all the time.I used to be smart. I used to be a football star.But that was before my accident. That happened ten years ago before I became Lawn Boy.I am twenty seven now and I live at home with mom and dad. I work at St. James, mowing two acres of lawns. I also tend to the garden and cemetery where Dora is buried. I talk to her when I’m tending the cem...
Amaani
It was an early morning and little Amaani was already up crying because she was www.onedoor.cchungry. Cony woke up and carried her to comfort her and fed her. It had only been about two weeks since Amaani had been born so, they were both still getting use to their new lifestyle. Each time Cony had her baby in her arms she could not help but think how amazing it was that finally her time to be a mother had come. She would turn and look at Amaani with her caramel colored eyes, curly brown hair, and her skin was light brown mixed with tan. Everything about her Cony was in love with. Possibly it could have been...