Part 2 of our famous ''Running On'', written by Nusrath, an exlusive writer for www.creativstories.blogspot.com ! If you havent read part one, then scroll down and read the beginning of one of the best stories written! We now have a target to get atleast 2500 viewers and 50 followers, please support us by telling everyone you know about our fantastic blog! Remember small things make a big difference! Thankyou! And behold for Part 2, Part 3 shall be posted as soon as we have 1500 viewers! Enjoy.....
Running
On Part II
I
sighed.
“Yes mammy,” I said.
“That’s my girl, always a good one, you were!”
mammy kissed my forehead and told me I could choose another one. So I settled
for another one, a black pair that looked fairly similar, but it still wasn’t
the same. There was no shine and no little spark in them.
We
set off back home, going through our usual route through the market. As we
walked, we spotted Sam, the cookie man. He came regularly to the market to sell
his cookies, and wonderful they were.
“Mammy, the cookie man’s here, the cookie man’s
here!” I squealed excitedly.
“Well, why don’t you go and buy us a cookie, each,
right honey?” mammy said, pressing a fifty pence coin into my hand. I smiled
and ran off with the money to the cookie man.
“Hello, sam!”I said.
“Why hello, darling, would you like a
cookie?” he replied with a warm smile.
“Two chocolate nut ones, please” Sam
handed me the cookies in a brown paper bag, after I gave him the fifty pence
coin. “Thank you!” I shouted, before spinning around. Mammy was gone. I looked
around for her, but I couldn’t find her anywhere. I passed stall after stall,
asking if they’d seen a tall, pretty woman with red hair, but they all said no.
Worried, I retraced my steps until I
realised that I wouldn’t find her. I felt my eyes sting and my throat close up,
but I told myself I couldn’t be a baby, only little children cried. I decided
to make my own way, walked through the lanes that I always saw mammy go
through. The one with the tall, brick houses, and then round the left and
through path between the terraced houses.
After all that time walking, only
then did I notice the sound of footsteps behind me. Clip clop, following
every move I made… |
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Errrr check your spelling, punctuation, capital letters etc......before posting stories! Check your blog description while you are at it. After any punctuation - use a capital letter. Names are always in capital letters as in Sam not sam.
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