As Pat came to stand beside us, he looked a different person altogether. The dreamy look in his eyes was now replaced with pride.
Yes, he was proud of what he did. His sister won’t be going alone in the event now. Yes, they were different sides but he was happy to die with…
Category: Fiction
She chose her cleanest piece of clothing to wear. It was a festival afterall and she wanted to celebrate with everyone else. When she stepped into the street, a speeding car drove by splashing dirty water on her. A tear fell down her cheek. The poor had no right to celebrate.
No, poor not as in wealth, but…
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