I watched as the factory poured its chemicals and garbage into the river, turning it red. It made it look like the river bled. They didn’t care that an entire community depended on this water to drink, buy filters they said. The best filters in the world couldn’t fix this water. Import water, they said. That was expensive and most couldn’t afford that. The animals were dying too, so we organized a protest. We stood outside, and while some of us cried, the rest of us stopped anyone from entering until they shut the factory down. This is our town.
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Alex H Mittelman
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
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There was a knocking at my door. I looked outside. This has to be a joke. I opened up and an elephant and her baby were out front. “Who knocked?” I shouted. “We did,” the elephant mother said. “What the hell?” I shouted and jumped back. “The elephant revolution has begun. There’s more elephants then humans living underground. We know you lead the human armies, and if you agree to shelter us so we don’t have to fight in the war, we’ll agree to help you negotiate a peaceful surrender,” she said. “I guess I have no choice,” I said.
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Such a lovely one. Thanks for sharing.
Oh this was so powerful! Loved this story!
Taking charge indeed!
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