It was a winter night as cold as ice, and as dark as the ashes of the campfire that had been seen by a small girl from the window of an orphanage. A campfire that had meant strength for the poor homeless people, until the night took the fire the way a murderer takes a life. Uncaringly, and without knowing what it would cause. But this is not meant to be a sad story, so let us focus on the girl, who looked out of the window, and saw the light and hope of those poor, poor people, disappear.
[Let them come.] she thought, she pleaded, [Let them come, those dreams, the beautiful figments of my sub-conscious mind. Let me see once more what I cannot see consciously. Let them come.] And as Heather’s wish was granted, and she felt the disconnected feeling of being quietly encased in a dream, she was yet unaware that these were not from her sub-conscious, because one other person now lay asleep having the same dream. The second person, the second person was named Bill Gates. Any Title Ideas?
2006-10-22
15:47:26
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2006-10-22
16:00:29 ·
update #1
P.S.-This is a fiction piece.
2006-10-22
16:23:00 ·
update #2
Addition to the piece- Bill Gates was the richest person on earth. But all this money didn’t go to his head. And this was why he had a record of donating record amounts of money to various charities. Which is how he came to know about Brindleslick orphanage. Which is how he came to know Heather Carol Frincle. She was his Pen-pal, of sorts. They shared secrets. And as Bill readied for an upcoming lecture at Brindleslick Orphanage, he was yet unaware that the secret he would be informed of by Heather, would be the most important thing he would ever hear in his entire life.
2006-10-22
17:14:43 ·
update #3
I SAID FICTION!!!!!
2006-10-26
15:42:38 ·
update #4