Mark Graham
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I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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The Crime- Final night
We walked down the hall till she got to the classroom she needed. I saw that it was dark, but for her others were waiting and the lights went on, and she said you better move on with your work, and she said thanks for listening and for setting me on my way. I continued down the hall and the locker was closed with a lock. Suddenly, I felt a light tap on my shoulder and a peck on my cheek and a warm feeling all over. I smiled and looked up. There she was all in glory and smiling.
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Fiction
The Crime- Still Another Night
The next night I followed my routine, and just as I was finishing I saw her the owner of Locker 111. She was walking down the hall as if going to a class it seemed. I caught up to her and she smiled. You listened and now I get to move on for that is all I needed someone to listen to me. There was another student that did harm, and you knew her for she was the one that killed me at my locker. She got what she deserved, but I wandered the halls till you started working here.
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Fiction
The Crime- Another night
Going about my working chores the next night I saw that the gate was fixed, and as I was passing locker 111 there was a cold breeze around me. I heard the whisper "I am so lonely here. Can I keep you company till you finish?" I whisper sure. I go about collecting the trash and straightening the classroom desks, then moving on to sweeping the hallways after my break. During my break I think "Did you have locker 111?" Heard something like sniffing and a "Yes". "What happened to you if you don't mind sharing with me about that."
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Fiction
The Crime-The Next Night
When doing my rounds sweeping the hallways I noticed that the locker was still open. I approached the locker as I was headed up the hall sweeping. I peeked in the locker, but there was nothing in it, but why then was it open two nights in a row? At that moment I felt a cold draft surround me, then a whisper. "Just want to keep you company while you clean for you do such a good job and you seem a little lonely." I continued down the hallway to finish up before I check classrooms for trash. Moving on....
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Fiction
The Crime
One night when walking down the halls of the high school I clean, I noticed an open locker. I wondered why a locker would be open now. There is a basketball game tonight, but nobody is allowed past the gate now. I walked to the gate, and it was slightly ajar. Now how did that happen for it seemed to be jimmied a little. Who would do this? I went back to the open locker and wrote the number down and also that a gate to the hall was jimmied. I took the note placed it on the principal's desk
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Fiction
Just Poetry: Part One
JUST POETRY Copyright 2017 This volume of poetry full of childhood memories that I wanted to share in verse. There is also a lot of poems that are just random thoughts and some that were meant as greeting cards, maybe. This is the first part of three. Each part of ten poems.
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Poets
Sunday Funnies
What is or was your favorite Sunday comic(s) to read and enjoy? I have had a few and still have. My all-time favorite is 'The Family Circus' by Bil and Jeff Keene. The family who changes with the times but doesn't seem to grow up, but what memories this one-panel comic brings to mind. My other favorite is 'Hi and Lois' by Mort Walker for it is related to 'Beetle Bailey' for Beetle is Lois's brother or cousin, I believe. I get a kick out reading all these even now on my computer. Memories for me abound from these ones.
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Critique
Pooh Meets Paddington
When Pooh and Paddington finished up with their new snacks of marmalade and honey, they decided that they needed a walk. Pooh said, "Let me introduce you to some of my friends." Out the door they went. Just a little way down the path they bounce into Tigger. Paddington wondered what's a Tigger. Is he a tiger or something different? Tigger in his usual manner showed him Tigger's bounce not a tiger. "Oh, said Paddington how interesting." Tigger bounced down the path and Paddington and Pooh continued on down the path wondering who will be next that they will see.
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Fiction
Pooh meets Paddington
Pooh and Paddington were sitting at Pooh's table enjoying honey and marmalade with honey tea. Pooh asked him if he was lost and where's he supposed to be. Paddington said he just got off the train to stretch and use the loo, and then the train was gone. I started walking and ended here. Actually, I am headed to London to live. Would you like to stay here just for a little bit, and I can introduce you to a few of my friends and we can all figure a way to get you to London as soon as possible.
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Fiction
