A lonely life (open)
Jun 18, 2013 21:43:33 GMT -5
Post by halogal on Jun 18, 2013 21:43:33 GMT -5
-charity
I sit at the table in the early morning light. My parents and brothers were still sleeping soundly. I quietly put my shoes on and walk outside. I wonder what it is like in the capital, or in the other districts. The summer heat hits me, but I don’t care. It is a lot hotter inside the house. I wander around the district. I find a tree and sit under it. I pull out an old, wrecked book out of my bag and start reading it.
I sit at the table in the early morning light. My parents and brothers were still sleeping soundly. I quietly put my shoes on and walk outside. I wonder what it is like in the capital, or in the other districts. The summer heat hits me, but I don’t care. It is a lot hotter inside the house. I wander around the district. I find a tree and sit under it. I pull out an old, wrecked book out of my bag and start reading it.
