Semi SenileA Story by DeliriousCerisesFlash fiction (55)
Wrehhhhzsshhhh, he wheezed, slowly moving along, heavy with the weight of time, and adventures past. He shuddered. Others, more agile, crawled behind him. He had a purpose, a destination, and a deadline. He just had to get going. Semi trucks reminded me of old people. I watched him pass through the intersection onto unknown destinations.
© 2012 DeliriousCerisesAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on April 6, 2012 Last Updated on April 8, 2012 AuthorDeliriousCerisesAboutYou can call me Cherry. I love all forms of art, they are like therapy for the soul. I used to write, stories and poem and such, but then I stopped for a long time. All I did was journal, but recently.. more..Writing
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