Here I am writing three short stories.
Hope you enjoy.
I was there. Whatching. The man was picking his choice and the time was ticking. He pushes the button. I am scavenging a place. The piece drops. The button pushed.
Lying down swifully. Legs deep into the sand watching waves. The sea munching the sand. The sea takes a big gulp. Water runs into my feet, I'm running along the sand.
Photo’s filled the wall. A photo in my hand. Crawling across the wall. Looking for an empty space. There I placed. A wonderful photo. But then I found out. Photos fell out.
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