Novelwriter

Never found her... never. Poor kid, stuck between earth and heaven. All she wanted was the directions, either to Hell or Heaven.

I figure that when Trump is finally gone, so will all of the ruckus over the covid-19. Jeepers! All they want is for him to go. And come Hell and the Virus they'll get their way!

Good story! Hope you got an A in the class. When I write, I love creating a character out something that is inanimate, like you blanket.

For once there was a full moon
Someone kept on chopping it down
Till it was nothing; nothing at all
Quickly enough it filled back up
Everyone shouted for joy
But, there came a monsoon
Poor moon got all cleaned up

Now there was a full moon...