"I want to rest Mom."
....
Nurseperson push me on the chair and open my wrapped clothes.
SHOOM!
Some invisible hands hugged her, pressed her head to the transparent a little luminescent chest; and the girl burst out sobbing. This invisible someone still continuing to rock the girl started singing. At first quietly, then the voice became louder and higher, piercing the air and spreading for kilometers around. It was a woman's voice, beautiful and sad. The song was in English, it was a folk motive, but not very much Russian. The melody was soothing and resembled a lullaby.
"Yes, I'm Charles," Charles responded.
Okay so this is a work in progress and I'm still an amateur at writing so if I could get help ,_, that would be great! _('-')_/ >~<
'3 days to go, he thought to himself. 'But... this.' Today was another Saturday, so he was sitting at his table. In front of him sat a hotdog. From her office, Pam smiled at the young man staring at his hotdog. Pam became a manager here 4 years ago when she was only 21. She was here that Saturday 2 years ago, and she has seen this young man every weekend since. Pam lost her parents when she was young, so she has an idea about how he feels. She figured, since the world is changing anyways, it was fine for her to break protocol. So, she went out of her way to make sure Nick got a hotdog before the world changes.
He feels like a shit. An idiot. A fool. A mentally retarded person for a while kahit na mataas naman ang IQ niya.
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now, wait till you get older