A/N: Another haiku, another (sort of) literary reference. Who’ll tell me which story this is from?
A boy with a dream.
Friends sharing laughter and tears.
He’ll be pirate king.
Month: August 2017
Changes
Cursing softly as the doorbell rang, Christopher sent a quick prayer upwards that it wasn’t yet another charity organisation. Ever since he’d won those fifty millions, so much had changed. One of the changes that he could have been without was people asking for money.
It wasn’t like he was against the idea of giving back. He’d actually started his own charity organisation since he’d won, but by now he was just sick and tired of people telling him that he was a bad person if he didn’t also give to their organisation. Like he was some sort of horrible human being just because he didn’t give to everyone who asked. Like distant relatives and old classmates.
An Angel’s Frown
“You’re wrong,” my angel told me,
“And I need for you to change.
You need to be less of all you are,
Less fascinated with everything strange.
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