Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. Rosemary,Time and Sage by Anna Richar (hardest books to read TXT) 📖
- Author: Anna Richar
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The moving truck pulled away, Jeffery wandered the old house alone looking for his boxes but could not locate any. Jeffery went to look in the basement; he was startled by a figure. “Hi I am Rosemary” It was a young girl she looked fifteen just like him.” What are you doing here?” asked Jeffery. Rosemary told how she lived there with her much older sister. When Jeffery’s family bought the house she hid in the basement waiting for his company. Sensing Jeffery’s confusion, Rosemary took Jeffery’s hand and escorted him to a cemetery showed him her tombstone, then his.
I need more time Kerri thought, finishing by the deadline is not possible. You’re only given so much time and that is all there is.” I can give you all the time in the world but what will do with it.” Said the troll doll on her desk. Nothing Kerri answered. Thinking she was so exhausted she was hallucinating she pushed the doll to the floor telling it to leave her alone.
Kerri woke up alone in the dark. She reached around nothing; she was stuck in a state of physical and emotional nothing forever.
“Wrong answer” said the troll.
Ben thought he was invincible .Thirty seven years ago he disappeared into the mountains. Many times he barely survived his own mistakes, he was confident almost arrogant in his skills now. He had no human contact; the dying wife he left behind was a distant memory.
Ben regretted experimenting with fermenting wild berries, when a sharp pain woke him. A silhouette of his wife Sage stood at the foot of his bed. She took his hand, guided him outside. An avalanche completely covered the cabin any trace of Ben being there was gone. Finally they were together forever and complete.
Publication Date: 07-16-2012
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