How did I become a pompous ass? I am not sure. I wasn’t raised to be arrogant, quite the opposite.
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Toilet paper was sold out-
We had to stay at home
So What?
The Daily Prompt closed its doors and it was about time. The good, old fishing ground for new readers and followers, had been hanging on for too long. It had lost its brilliance a few years back and I wondered when it would give up -had expected it to happen much sooner.
I didn’t like our neighbor, he frightened me.
“Get to know him,” my Grandmother had advised me and that’s why I was standing here and watched this cruel man holding a tiny bird.
Marlene had searched for her mother’s grave for a very long time.
All those years she had wondered what she would feel, surprisingly she didn’t feel anything.
Everywhere we look there are fences, telling us to stay away or at least so I thought until I met a little boy, who wasn’t allowed to come out. He was fenced in; his parents didn’t want him to play with us.
It’s the clock for all life here on earth; it shows us how much time we have left to make it right. Once the handle reaches 12 o’clock, it will be all over.
I want to run, run in the sun and jump up high and land on a cloud.
WIDOW, she hates that word.
She is still married; the love didn’t stop just because a life did.
A long time ago there was a great Shah. He ordered to build a beautiful palace which had many wonderful things in it. Among other curiosities in the palace, there was a hall, where all the walls, the ceiling, the door and even the floor were made of mirror.