What Is Brave?_A New Place_What Are You Doing?_Snow in Summer.
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What Is Brave?
What is bravery? Is it standing firm in the face of danger? Is it doing what is needed, even when your insides feel like they are crawling with terror? Who can say?~~~Ellen and Marie shared excited smiles. They were heading for the Lodge, the small hunting cabin that Ellen’s family owned on the far edge of their property. The cabin was completely off the grid – no phone, no electricity, no running water. The girls had even left their cell phones at Ellen’s house. They had decided to spend part of their Christmas break on an old-fashioned packing trip.Their horses snorted, sending great clouds...
A New Place
The honeyed early-morning sun glinted off the lapping waters like a thousand tiny jewels. Birds sang in the June air, small voices lilting in a soothing natural orchestra. Past the waterside reeds, the fronds of tall palms whispered in a light breeze. Puffy cotton candy-colored clouds drifted across the pale blue sky, in no rush. Fisher birds, early to the hunt, dove and splashed into the sunlight-speckled water, and swooped back into the air with their quarry wriggling in their beaks. A few gulls rode the gentle waves, only to take to the air shrieking as a hand emerged from the blue water in...
What Are You Doing?
"How did you get here?" I looked up at the black-haired male in confusion. "I don't know, I probably drove here or something. I don't even know where I am so how would I know?" I asked him. He looked confused when I mentioned the word; 'car'."What is a...Car?" I cracked up in laughter, "Nice one, really twww.onedoor.cchat is a good one." But, the male-only looked back at me with no sign of amusement. "Oh, wait. You really don't know what a car is." I was amazed by that fact. "No, I don't. Anyway, I do have to say that you are not the first person to have some of your memory missing." Somehow I was slightly ...
Snow in Summer.
It was early July, Erica had no college now and was free at home from now on. It was Summer holidays and Erica loved summers a lot- More than snow; actually there wouldn’t be anyone who would prefer sun then snow but yes Erica was one of them.She would like dazzling out in sun,wearing those one size plus glasses and her favourite head umbrella as her protectors. Erica was only one enjoying summer, no family member was ever interested to hangout in their little beach with her.For the next few hours, while Grandma lay dozing, Erica sprawled out on her own little beach. At first, she could not st...