The Storming Forest (290) One day on Halloween my group of friends and I went trick or treating together, it was storming as long as I remember it had stormed. Maggie and I had gone as Little Red Riding Hood and the wolf. She was Little Red and I was the wolf because she won rock paper scissors. Maggie and…
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Summary The short story ”A Storm Gathering” is overall about cultural clashes and diversities and, in continuation of that, misunderstood aid and external versus internal contrasts. Malik is a delegated aid worker who has got the responsibility of an area in Sudan where he has to distribute food and medicine to the villages. But he has trouble in doing so…
Two people, a father and son, rode in a boxcar on tracks that rattled doors, joints, teeth and was as empty of cargo as their pockets were of cash. The two may not have had money, but they had memories and when that’s not enough, they had dreams. The door rolled off and feet dangled above the blurred ground of…
A sound woke up me up I thought that it was my alarm, it surprised me to find out that the glowing red LED light read 2:11am, at that point I realized that it was not the alarm clock so what was it? While I was wiping the sleep from my eyes. All of a sudden, I heard a deafening…