The Caretaker

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Enjoying life is one of the great privileges of being human, Troy, a hard working truck driver cares about the flowers he sees on his route every day, particularly the sunflowers, because they are bountiful and bright. He worries about them, because every Monday morning Mr. Hoper the caretaker comes around and chops them down, and that disappoints Troy very deeply.

It was mid morning; the cool air is refreshing and the glistening sun has given the day great promise. Troy started his route and he was taken aback by all the different flowers and the scents they released. The time came for Mr. Hoper to start cutting, trimming, and chopping.

“Morning,” Troy said after Mr. Hoper got out of his truck.

“Well good morning, they finally sent some help huh?” asked Mr. Hoper.

“No, I’m not the help sir, I like seeing the flowers on my route every morning,” said Troy.

“Can you just not cut the flowers down, and let them do their job and thrive?” asked Troy.

“No, I can’t do that sir, I have to chop them all down, if I don’t they will become a nuisance,” Mr. Hoper said.

Just then, Troy heard another voice and it was not Mr. Hoper, it was the sunflowers. The sunflowers was ranting and raving. In so many words, it was pleading to Mr. Hoper not to cut them down, then, Mr. Hoper walked toward the sunflowers, and saw how upset they were, however, that didn’t change his mind, about chopping, as a result, the sunflowers sprayed a chemical in his face, and he was unconscious for several hours.

After several hours of being out cold, Mr. Hoper woke up and he was very confused. He looked at his watch and realized he had been out for a long time.

“Did I faint,” he asked himself. The sunflowers were swaying back and forth and all the time staring at Mr. Hoper. He decided not to do any trimming or chopping today since he did not feel well. The sunflowers were happy to see him go. They were swinging and singing a melody.

When Mr. Hoper returned, Troy was ready for him to start chopping. Each time he swung his blade, Troy used his electric arm to stop him and that went on for many hours. By the time Troy was done blocking, half of Mr. Hoper’s arm was gone. The sunflowers was happy, they were cheering Troy on. That made Mr. Hoper hopping mad, he ran to where his truck was parked, got in and with full speed ran over the sunflowers and her friends.

After that, Troy spit in Mr. Hoper eyes, and he could no longer see anything. He pleaded with Troy to help him get home, but Troy refused, and he was left wondering about in the streets trying to find his way.

Troy is the happiest man on earth, now he could enjoy his route every day, and take pleasure in the scenery just as he always wanted, without fear of someone plotting to cut them down. The sunflowers slowly but surely came back to life, and they flourish abundantly and shone more brightly than ever before.

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Castle in the Sky

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Pam loves fresh fruit, so she paid a visit to the farmer’s market today. On her way back home, she walked along Charlotte Avenue. It was breezy and the fragrant of honeysuckle filled the air. Then, out of nowhere, a pair of shoes came flying out of the sky and hit Pam on top of the head. She fell to the ground. Unconscious, she had the strangest dream.

The shoes were a yellow, patent leather three-inch pump, shiny, and has seen many days; the left shoe was bent to the right and the heel was sawed down for comfort, but that would make a poor fit, because the right shoe was straight and narrow with no heel. The shoes has been through numerous trials and tribulations. However, through it all, the shoes still think that they are in demand.

In the mid 1980s, the shoes were trendy. But when the decade ended, the shoes still lived on. One day the shoes had the misfortune of coming in contact with an extra large set of feet, and the shoes suffered immensely. After that, things just went downhill, and the shoes became a cult. It had secret powers, and the shoes used that power to make Pam think she had a brand new pair of yellow pumps.

Pam is a student at Hawthorne University; she wants to teach creative writing. She has long blonde hair, sapphire eyes and a warm smile. When she laughs, she screams first. Pam always wanted a pair of yellow pumps, which is the same color as big bird; however, she could not afford them right away. As she dreamed, she saw a pair of yellow shoes right outside of her home.

Pam ran out to retrieve the yellow shoes, she tried them on and they were her exact size. She was delighted! She went back inside her apartment and still could not believe the nice yellow shoes were hers. She began to take the shoes off her feet; however, they did not budge. Pam pushed, and pull with all her strength, but still could not remove the shoes.

   “The shoes want come off I must be dreaming,” Pam thought to herself.

Pam got irritated as she continue to try to remove the shoes. The cult shoes spoke to Pam and she knew right them something was not right. She looked down at her feet and the mouth of the shoes was flapping. Pam did not know what to do except get something to pry those shoes off her feet. She looked around and found a set of pliers.

Pam grabbed the pliers, hooked them on each shoe, and pull them off. Then, she took each shoe and tossed it as far as she could. But that was not the end of the cult shoes. They came flying back and this time the shoes hit Pam smack dead in the chest. That did it for her. Her face was flaming red like a ripe tomato.

She ran into the apartment and threw both shoes into the fireplace. The shoes were squirming around trying to get out of the fire, but it was too late. They were weeping, wailing, and gasping for air.

   “That will teach you to fool around with the master of cults,” Pam said to herself.

Finally, Pam awaken with a huge headache, and with no knowledge about the dream, but she had an impressive sense of liberation. She felt as if a tremendous burden has been lifted.

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Life

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“The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences,  and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”

-Christopher McCandless

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Ezxeor

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It is said from long ago that the right personality will take you far in life. Thomas, a charismatic and caring doctor is on his way home from a long grueling day at work. While driving, he saw something in the middle of the road; he came to a screeching halt, and jumped out of his car only to see that he almost ran over a child. However, it was not a child it was a wizard.

The wizard has black curly hair that shined like mica, and his features were like a two-year-old child. His body is like a tower of lumpy pillows, and he stood twenty-four inches high. His name is Ezxeor. He is from a faraway land call Alma. Things are not going well for him in Alma, there is no obedience, no respect, and it is always chaotic. The magic just want work in Alma anymore.

Thomas is liked by everyone; he is 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighs 130 pounds. He has auburn hair with brown eyes and a welcoming smile. Thomas has been married to Sherri for six years; they have two children, Mark and Anthony, and they are his top priority. Thomas stands out, he is like a magnet, he draws loving caring people into his world, and he holds on to them.

“ I am not what I appear to be,” said the little Ezxeor.

“What are you, who are you?” asked Thomas.

“I am the Ezxeor of Alma, I’ve come to strip you of your confidence,” replied the wizard.

“Well, why me?” asked Thomas.

“The reason I chose you Thomas is, you have too many good traits that are not practical in my world,” said the wizard.

“They are helpful here, “replied Thomas.

The wizard informed Thomas that the only way he could keep his traits would be for him to bring his family to Alma, and become his leader. Thomas declined, and in an instant, the wizard waved his magic wand and Thomas became a cow and all he could say at that moment was moo, moo. He rejected the wizard’s powers with all his charisma and charm, and the wizard’s command failed.

That made the wizard very angry. He started to pounce, and he was gasping for air, then he blew a powdery substance in Thomas’s face and Thomas  started to sneeze uncontrollably. Each time Thomas sneezed, a branch came stumbling down off the trees. Soon all the trees on either side of Thomas were bare. He just could not stop sneezing.

The wizard took pleasure in watching Thomas sneeze. He jumped around, and skipped. After that, he danced a jig.  However, Thomas was persistent; he was not giving in to the selfish wizard. Then, Thomas blew his nose, and everyone within three blocks felt a blast of air. It was as if a mighty wind relived him of his sneezing.

At that moment, the wizard offered Thomas all the treasures in Alma, and again Thomas turn him down. The wizard face was a flaming red and like a freight train, steam was coming out of his ears. Then he turned Thomas into a stone. Thomas felt confined and lowly. He thought he would never see his beautiful wife and kids again, so he gathered up all the strength he could muster, and out of the stone, he came. He jumped on top of the wizard, and he stayed there until it was nothing more than a napkin. Birds were walking about on the wizard and looking for food. Ezxeor was no more. Thankful ,Thomas hopped in his car and never looked back.

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