The boy knew his fellow students and wasn’t about to let them hit his already hurting arm.
How could they have made such a terrible mistake? Simple; in the excitement of trying to fulfil a dream, they forgot to do their research.
Oh yes, you went on strike. Flash strike. Oh yes, you disrupted innocent passengers coming and going to the airport, and some must have missed their flights too, but sirs, “What were you doing?”
Beside her rested a sign that read, “I have a baby and no food.” She was obviously crying, likely from the biting rain.
We came across two paths, my friend and I, that led to the mountain: One broad and easy, the other narrow, treacherous and difficult.