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PERHAPS WE LEARNED SOMETHING.....
…Perhaps we were only mildly entertained. Regardless, please enjoy these Reviews, Responses, Works of Fiction, and Retellings brought to you by one who hopes to someday join the ranks of those who have written something worth reading.
(Kaylia Metcalfe)

Shopping

The cold wind swept up some loose papers from an overflowing garbage can and made them do a queer little dance as they were born down Main Street. In the partial shelter of an empty bus stop, a young girl crouched. She rubbed her nose on her frayed coat and surveyed the puddles in the street. Her hair was dirty, grime filled, and plastered to her head from the misty light but oh so damp rain that blew in off the river. The icy wind blew again, and she shivered patting her little pocket again to reassure herself that the precious coins were still there. Mamma would be angry if they got lost. Mamma had said she may go, but only if she hurried. Otherwise Mamma would be very angry. The thought of Mamma being angry made her shiver again before she pulled her coat up tighter around her slight frame in a desperate and futile plea for warmth.

With a forlorn little sigh she plunged back into the rainy street. She moved nimbly over the old and dirty snow weaving in and out of small groups of people whoall seemed to be hurrying the other direction. Everyone was cold, everyone was damp, everyone had somewhere else more important to be. As she passed under it, the streetlight at the corner of Parker Rd lit up instantly plunging the rest of the street into shadows. She glanced at the street light and then pushed on, running now and breathing hard. The wind picked up as high above the clouds, somewhere the sun prepared to go to bed.

Thank you for reading this teaser. For more information regarding this, or any other work of fiction, please contact Kay at kaylia_marie@yahoo.com

5 comments:

Ralphd00d said...

Wonderfully written. Such a touchy topic though ... Sad that this could be a true fact - or was it?

Kay said...

Nope fiction.. and thanks :)

I actually thought this was one of the worst things I had written in a while, but felt the need to post something...

Thanks again!

Lord Chronos77 said...

I thought the tale was well spun. It shows that you can tell a tale from a different (slightly) scope.

Kay said...

Yeah… I am working on that whole “write outside of yourself” thing.

But –in whiney voice- its haaaaard.

Will keep working on it though,

Look for it soon: Kay takes on the voice of a bitter elderly British dude! Her readers with imagination applaud her effort while rolling their eyes while her less observant readers get confused by the profile pic...

JayRod said...

I read alot of horror, but this story actually scares me. Gratz to you for writing something like this. It is hard, but since it happens, we can't ignore it.