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Two Friends of Difference
Napoleon's side eye that large, heavy hoof. Napoleon's huge black stallion, Juste, shook his head and pawed with the leg closest to his master. He continued brushing out Juste's substantial mane.Juste Von Autumn Breeze," remarked Napoleon's scratchy voice in mock irritation," what would your mother think of this behavior?"Juste stopped pawing and started nickering and pointed his ears forward like he fully understood and wanted no part of that."Ah, ho, hoo." rose a chuckle from Napoleon's broad chest; his bear-sized hand petted the horse's neck.Juste, seventeen hands high and Napoleon standin...
Golden
I don't know how long it's been, years, decades, centuries? My mind is a litwww.onedoor.cctle foggy at this point, I have been here for so long. My stomach aches with hunger pains and my mouth is dry like sand. My muscles ached in pain. I try to wiggle my toes but to no avail. I am stuck in place like a prisoner, like a statue. As much as I would like to leave this place, I am tethered here. As the days go by monotonously, nothing changes. I have nothing except the power of my mind. I am taunted by the dull color of this grey stone. Being stuck in place can really stifle your creativity. Throughout the yea...
Milton Magee Needs A Plan
On an ordinary day; on an ordinary street; in an ordinary state; was an ordinary town with nothing out of the ordinary going on in it.There lived an ordinary man named Milton Magee.Milton Magee had an average build with; an average weight and height. His features were non-descript. The clothing and shoes he wore were plain and non-trendy.He owned a used, plain, dull blue Toyota Sentry which he drove everyday to his simple job as a toll booth attendant on I-76 North.Milton Magee was an only child to parents that had him late in life and had passed away 10 years ago. Milton Magee was not married...
Crossing the Canadian Border
"Happy Birthday, Sandy! Make a wish and blow out the candles!" My Mom said. My birthday had already passed on Wednesday, but I still wanted to celebrate with my family and a friend."Thanks mom!" I blew out all thirteen candles on my red velvet, five-inch diameter cake all at once. "Hey Mom! I just realized that it has been exactly three years since the Canadian Border Mishap!""Indeed it has, Sandy! I still remember the look on your father's face when he finally came out of the police station!" My mom smiled."Hold up. Your dad was in a police station?" Asked my friend Jasmine, whom I had invite...