There was a child who stood at a chalkboard was he real of something else. No one knew for sure, but he never changes as if he were frozen in that place. The other children would go up to him and try to touch him to see if he is real and when they do touch him, they all seem to feel slightly different. They all went to the teacher and asked about the boy. The teacher said, "What boy?" "The one standing at the blackboard." The teacher said, "There is no boy there." "Go back to your seats, now."
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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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The Teacher
There was a teacher in a particular classroom 113. The teacher was nice enough, but no student knew for sure. This teacher always had a smile on their face. Could we really trust this one the students said to each other. In the hallways they all kind of walk around this teacher and the classroom they were at times afraid to move even to adjust themselves at their desks. One day the smiling teacher turned towards the class and the teachers' true self came through loud and clear and hissing all the way not one student could move away now.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
How, Too
Many people wonder how, too. You are not alone, and I am an expert. I will teach you how, too! First, you need to remit a small application fee and fill out an application describing the nature of your financial situation and how often payments will be made, as this will have great bearing on how well I teach you how, too.
By Harper Lewis3 days ago in Fiction
How To Save Your Life With A Glass of Water
Step 1. Acknowledge the smallest solvable problem I can tell you are reaching for the big stuff, saying something like—“If I could just quit drinking…” or “If my mother had never died…” or “If I wasn’t single…”—these are not what I am talking about.
By Aubrey Rebecca3 days ago in Fiction
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Very cool Mark!😎
A ghostly tale for Halloween!