Translate

Tuesday, July 22, 2025

Then there's that other story MIP doesn't like so much...

 It was like 20 years ago. I had been there too much. I got bored. I don't think they had cameras back then, and the fence wasn't watched as carefully. It didn't have the rounded top, either. There was a corner, behind the wall. Staff wasn't looking, I went behind the wall, jumped that fence, and came around to the visitor's entrance, tried to visit myself. They were like, Ashes, get back in there. 

at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Please let me know what you think.

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Past Reflections

  • Those Who Remain Unnamed
    The full strength of the storm had set itself against me and I had prevailed. In all honesty, it was not even a proper mountain, merely a gl...
  • Disconnect
      The voice on the phone was familiar to him and still talking, but he had stopped listening several minutes ago. She obviously didn't...
  • Trigger
    For Ashes, life was always about the spark. The hard part was avoiding a wild fire. With the spark, everything was meaningless. But after a ...
  • Farther then Far Away
    I have lost my way before, it's true. I have retreated into the distance, pulling back from the world in pursuit of shelter from the sto...
  • A Ghost in the Shadows
    I can honestly say I never understood the world. I was naïve. The people around me told me I had to change, to be like them. I wanted to, bu...