Andrew Martel
- Every Shiny Ball of Gas
Somebody once told me a story a while back. They described in the story about how the world was going to roll me. He then told me a metaphor about not being the sharpest tool in the shed. A girl then walked up to me and as she did that she raised he fingers and her thumb in the shape of the letter L on her forehead. After that i stopped listening to the story because it went on and on and on. It just didn't stop coming.
Andrew Martel
- Birds in the trees
There were two friends walking down a long road on a cool October night. As the two friends neared the end of the road, a loud noise suddenly broke the silence of the night. One of the two friends looked up into the air and saw some birds flutter away from the trees. He then looked back down toward where his friend last was. He noticed that his companion was already half way down the road, running as fast as he could. The unafraid friend laughed and began to chase after his frightened friend.
