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Let me tell you a story (first draft)
8 years ago
Let me tell you a story...
There was a young boy living with a mother who felt most distant at this moment from everything she once knew.
She would often phase out of herself and her mind would go blank whenever the young boy would ask about his father.
He never met his father, his mother would simply dismiss any questions.
He also wanted to play outside, an act that would worry the mother. He couldn't do much but wash dishes and sweep the old house by the countryside.
They lived in France, a country struggling from the recent war with the German and Austro-Hungarians. His mother never talked about it. Saying only that it was a foolish endeavor, that it took too many young boys and men. The boy would often try to escape the house during one of her distant phases she would go into, and venture into the woods. Only to be screamed at by his mother for disobeying her.
One day, he had enough. He would run away, deep into the woods. And so he did so, with little provisions to keep him going. He ventured so deep into the woods that he found a pond with some rocks and bushes nearby. A fox was sipping from the pond, unaware of the boy's presence. The boy ventured closer to the fox and attempted to pet the fox when the fox stared into the boys' eyes. "Let me tell you a story." the fox had said to the boy. The young one was astonished by the talking fox.
There was a young boy living with a mother who felt most distant at this moment from everything she once knew.
She would often phase out of herself and her mind would go blank whenever the young boy would ask about his father.
He never met his father, his mother would simply dismiss any questions.
He also wanted to play outside, an act that would worry the mother. He couldn't do much but wash dishes and sweep the old house by the countryside.
They lived in France, a country struggling from the recent war with the German and Austro-Hungarians. His mother never talked about it. Saying only that it was a foolish endeavor, that it took too many young boys and men. The boy would often try to escape the house during one of her distant phases she would go into, and venture into the woods. Only to be screamed at by his mother for disobeying her.
One day, he had enough. He would run away, deep into the woods. And so he did so, with little provisions to keep him going. He ventured so deep into the woods that he found a pond with some rocks and bushes nearby. A fox was sipping from the pond, unaware of the boy's presence. The boy ventured closer to the fox and attempted to pet the fox when the fox stared into the boys' eyes. "Let me tell you a story." the fox had said to the boy. The young one was astonished by the talking fox.
