Shoelaces

I shoved all my books into my small black-and-gold backpack.  The school bell had not yet rung, but that didn’t affect me anyway. I wasn’t in class like I should’ve been. But I wasn’t bunking like the others either. Being a so called ‘responsible boy’, I decided to skip my …

Other Worlds

The morning breeze ruffled through my short curly hair, my eyes still heavy with sleep, my wooden cane lying lifeless beside me on the bench. The day had started out quiet, the sun rose, so did I, finishing all the chores that a middle aged, British man needs to attend …