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Submitted to Contest #275
Her name was Beatrice. Her parents called her Bea for short. She was headed to the woods alone again. As an only child, she had become content finding ways to entertain herself. In fact, she was quite comfortable being alone, and being alone in the woods suited her just fine. She wore her favorite skirt today. A long blue cotton one with yellow and white flowers on it. This one was her favorite because it had pockets (she always found that she needed pockets any time she went into the woods). She walked barefoot, as usual, to the path that l...
Submitted to Contest #269
Buddy sat on the front porch steps in his bare feet. It was late summertime, and he had no need for shoes. The ones he had were too small anyway, and he wouldn’t get a new pair until Christmas. He sat there with his elbows on his knees, chin in his hands, avoiding the dirt lawn he was supposed to be raking. He wasn’t really looking at the dirt anymore. His usually twinkling eyes were adrift. He was daydreaming again. He had taken to staring at the old Hickory tree across the road. Lost in his thoughts, he was thinking about h...
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