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A metaphor for something
14 Dec 2017
A terrible thing happened to my dog. I left her outside a store, and when I came out ten minutes later, she was gone. I had tied her leash to a post that had a length of metal chain – about three feet long – attached to it. She must have tugged at the leash […]
My exercise book (part two)
09 May 2016
My teacher, Miss Johnson was like teachers everywhere. She was on a tight budget. She made our exercise books herself; cutting the paper and stapling it between covers made from old wallpaper samples. Looking at her handiwork, I’m reminded of Angela again. I wasn’t close to Angela; I hardly knew her at all. I’m not […]