Still on another night that started out on a really weird note for there was some sort of music playing from somewhere. The boy looked around downstairs and all around the outside of the house and nothing out of the ordinary was found, but he was still hearing music. He went back inside and noticed that the door to attic was slightly ajar and for some reason a light was flickering. He knew that there was no light up there from previous visits that he had made on other days and nights. He wavered about going up those steps, but curiosity got the better of him. He slowly ascended those steps for the music seemed to be getting louder. He reached the top and the light went out. He froze for just a minute, then he spoke up "What's up with the music?" It was nice in a weird way and entrancing. No answer was given. He wandered further into the attic and he spotted the rocking chair rocking back and forth and he approached slowly and simply said "I want to be your friend but I am afraid." "I would like to help you if I can to get you to the other side if you want to go." The rocking stopped and the light came back on and the music started again. The boy seemed not to be so jittery. He looked around and saw a box and he went over to it and picked it up. Nothing happened, but he did ask a question "Do you want me to take this box?" The music told the story for it was the boy's favorite song so he took that has a "Yes." He took the box and headed back down the stairs. He went to the table and sat it down not sure about opening it.
To be continued
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Mark Graham
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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A Thunderstorm and a Solar eclipse
What if where you are living there is a thunderstorm occurring and at the same time a few miles away a solar eclipse is happening for only a few short hours. One day/night a small boy sat on a swing listening to something on his radio. Something told him to take his earphones off and look around. He did. This little boy noticed that for some reason it was getting slightly darker even at this early hour in the afternoon on this day. The spring peepers were peeping, the bats were flying about, and lightening bugs were lighting up the yard. The boy thought that it was kind of eerie, but at the same time interesting and comforting. All the stories that he had heard of cataclysmic things happening during an eclipse did not happen, but who knows maybe somewhere something did happen, but in this backyard nothing happened but night came a few hours early and now the sun is back and the birds are singing. There is really nothing to be afraid of during a solar eclipse this little boy learned.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Fiction
Miss Persephone's Manual to a Seemingly Ordinary Life
Miss Persephone was found at the dining table, her blue eyes swollen, her tears arriving and retreating like the tides of the ocean. Earlier that day, her family had visited her in the retirement home where she had lived for eight years. It was her eightieth birthday.
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WARNING. I will be tapping into one of your favorite creative tensions: The absurdity of humans worshipping their glowing rectangles as if they were tiny oracles. There’s something deliciously poetic about that contradiction, and it lends itself beautifully to an instructive proviso.
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Nice work! Keep it up.
Ooh can’t wait to see what happens next!