Tales of Thenadays_The Slums and the Suburbs_City Me, Suburb Me_The Walking Wizard
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Tales of Thenadays
Author’s Note I sincerely don't know what inspired this story. But, anyways do give it a read. It's really interesting, especially the first and last paragraphs. And, please drop a comment so I know where I'm lagging behind or just to encourage me. Thank you! :)Copyright © 2021 by Fallow Amber.You leave the Biology classroom; she leaves the downstairs restroom. You see her; she probably sees you too. You descend the stairwell; she ascends the stairwell. You walk by her; she walks by you. You look at her; she does not look at you. Your lips pull up, curving around the corners, and it turns to b...
The Slums and the Suburbs
Living in the slums is rough. The worst thing about it is that nobody who lives in the suburbs understands how hard it is. The people who live in the suburbs are nothing but rich and spoiled. They don’t know what it’s like to go to bed with an empty stomach. They don’t know what it’s like to wake up to a cold house. They don’t knowwww.onedoor.cc what it’s like to wake up in the middle of the night to gunshots out in the streets. They don’t know what it’s like to have to try and get every available job. Every rare and precious job there is. Everyone in the suburbs thinks that we’re hoodlums just because mos...
City Me, Suburb Me
This is NOT how I planned to spend my summer! I didn’t want to move. I liked the city, and my friends, and my dog, Spotty. He was better known as the “neighborhood mutt” because we couldn’t keep him in the yard. He always managed to dig his way out under the fence and wander around everywhere. “I don’t want you going to high school here,” Mom said. “Kids are bringing knives to school and I don’t want you to get hurt.” I was in sixth grade and felt I still had plenty of time before worrying about high school. But Mom had already made up her mind and felt a move to the suburbs would be much bet...
The Walking Wizard
"What is time?" The voice of the cloaked figure sounded like the rumbling of thunder, deep and wizened. "Time is the silent ruler of our lives, pushing and pulling us in and against a current, we can do nothing about." The eyes of fellow travelers looked on in wonder, mystified by the newest arrival to their fire. "It is strange to live in a world where time is so important and impartial in how it affects our lives. So, imagine the cruel irony in living as a creature where time truly holds no sway." Three claws rose to draw back the traveler's hood in a slow and steady motion. The youngest in ...