The Ugly Flower_The local Cemetery_Shortfall_Gardening Hope
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The Ugly Flower
Not because you named your child after a flower already meant she would be as delicate, pretty, and as fragrant as the flower she was named after. It cowww.onedoor.cculd be otherwise.Jinta would be seen every day in front of her flower shop. Her face would be a frown, her rich dark eyebrows a V-shape above her huge crooked nose. She was a strange sight amidst the beautiful flowers surrounding her. Toddlers would cry when they see her. Bigger kids would shoot her with pellet guns from behind and run away when she looks back at them with an angry face. Women will throw her looks of discernment whenever she wa...
The local Cemetery
It was a dark and stormy night. The two of them had just begun their walk down section 4b of the local cemetery. You see, Richard and Thomas had just lost their father on this night one year ago. He died in a fatal car accident. Standing over the grave they read the headstone and the birth and death of their beloved father. Looking up at the sky Richard spoke in a whisper, “ Dude, I think we should go. That storm is starting to look nasty.” Thomas looked up “ No, we’re fine. What’s important is that father knows we’re here” he replied. “ what do you mean “ knows we’re here?” Richard asked. As ...
Shortfall
“Stop. You at the door cannot come into this room to speak to me if you are followed by a servant. You alone may enter with my guard.” “Sir, he is not a servant. He is my brother.” “No. He is first and foremost a black man.” “He is under my command in the Patriot Army.” “By the color of his skin, he is a slave.” “He is not a slave but a soldier on my administration staff.” “I don’t give a damn how you entitle him. You have gotten away with him as an escort in accordance to the traditions of Venezuela – nothing else. I contest his presence in my administrative space.” “You and I are both gen...
Gardening Hope
Blanca heard a commotion coming from the garden of the Escondido Community Center. Many voices were excitedly whispering as she entered. She was planning on attending to her vegetables in the tiny plot that the center had given her. She loved having this space to work since living in an apartment was so limiting and snug. But the thing she loved the most was having other people to talk to while she gardened. As she got closer to her plot, she saw her friends and realized that the commotion was coming from her space. "How is that even possible?" Lenny asked. "The season is not even close to be...