If I were a Pencil

August 9, 2017 by Patrick Starks 

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This woman… I don’t know who she was or what was her purpose, but it seemed ever since she bought my family and I, all she ever cared to do was use us—use us until there was nothing left. And before all of this, our lives were simple, we had peace, no one ever bothered us, although there wasn’t many that came by, came to buy. Continue reading “If I were a Pencil”

Here I Soar—A Dragon

July 16, 2017 by Patrick Starks 

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When I was just a little one, my mother taught me three important lessons—lessons that creatures like she and I needed to know. The first lesson was flying. You were nothing to anyone if you couldn’t fly. My first time trying it was scary, although I must admit, it wasn’t willingly either. I still remember it like it was yesterday, the moment when mom let me go. My body just fell when she did so, plummeting straight for the ground which would determine my fate—the fate if I lived to go on and be big and strong, or just end, right then and there. As I continued to fall, I assumed she wouldn’t just let me die, but what she told me afterwards made me think otherwise. Continue reading “Here I Soar—A Dragon”

Trees: Growth never ends

July 2, 2017 by Patrick Starks

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The night was cold, yet purifying, the man had discovered something new. He had never seen such a place, let alone one that be so close to his location. However, that wasn’t his concern. He only thought of the scream he heard just moments before entering what he believed to be a sanctuary. He looked everywhere for clues but couldn’t find anything. The man then came across a desolate path—a path of mystery, a path of trickery. He took a step with his left foot and then his right, but as he stepped with his right, he realized he was now upside down. The man was aware he was a bit late to telegraph such a trap, although feared what the trap was laid out for. As he remained swinging by the branch of a tree, he recognized a hat that laid buried beneath the mud. Eager to confirm what it was, the man swayed his upper body side to side to grab it, he missed on his first try. He tried again for the second time missing again—yet, was much warmer than before.  He then gave it one more go, swinging as hard as a child on a playground swing. He finally obtained the hat, falling back into full speed towards the tree he hung. As he gazed at the hat he now held in his rugged palms, his head hit the body of the tree. The man was knocked out and was out for quite some time, but once awakened, found himself in a place mystery. Continue reading “Trees: Growth never ends”

Trees: From Root to Stem

June 28, 2017 by Patrick Starks

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The day was hot and muggy. The man stood in front of what appeared to be over a hundred lumberjacks. He tried to explain to them what he saw, what he discovered, but little did anyone care to hear his words.  He’d hoped his best friend Jeff would get an idea of what he was talking about, that he’d understand. But not a word was given, not even the slightest bit of movement—it was as if everyone was frozen in time. The man pleaded for understanding. A few of the men he spoke to walked away, frustrated and annoyed. Life was hard enough already, and being that no one needed lumber for the summer—they weren’t making much of a profit in their line of work either. If they sold anything, it was to teenagers and young adults who just wanted to party and have bonfires. The man’s antics however were not over. He felt that he could sway them, only if they knew the truth—knew his truth.  Continue reading “Trees: From Root to Stem”

TREEs

June 25, 2017 by Patrick Starks

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In a planet filled with green and blue, people still seek to find out what was true. It was said that oceans ruled the world, flooding cities and countries making people bow for forgiveness, for they felt their sins were the cause of all its destruction. But the one thing people had forgotten was what watched over them—trees.

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Zero Haze: Daughter of Mother Nature

June 4, 2017 by Patrick Starks

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“Where here. Welcome to Ras El Tin palace.” The woman said.

“Ras El Tin? You mean like the one in Egypt. “The man replied.

“Yes, like the one in Egypt. We are in Egypt matter a fact. How did you know? Have you been here before? Let me guess in your dreams.”

“Funny… but no. I have never been here before, but I have seen it on the discovery channel before.”

The woman pondered, as she stood dazed and confused. “What is a discovery channel? Is that some sort of path or trail?” Continue reading “Zero Haze: Daughter of Mother Nature”

The Tiger Wolf

May 14, 2017 by Patrick Starks

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Tigera and Wolfe were known to be an unusual pair. With one being a tiger and the other a wolf, most of the animal kingdom considered their relationship to be a sin or abomination. No one had ever dared to be with another outside of their animal race. Some even had the ignorance to believe that the two would have nothing in common—let alone understand one another’s heritage. However, Tigera and Wolfe did not see it that way. The two became so fed up with the ignorant and rude rants that the other animals made, they went in search for a place that they knew or felt they could be at peace—a place they could start a family. Continue reading “The Tiger Wolf”