Sunday, October 7, 2018

A Passage

It is short story that I had published on October, 07 2018. I hid it, now I decide to make it publish again on October, 11 2021.
Just to entertain feeling of readers only, because these days, I cannot find topic to write; therefore, I check and I think I should show post that I have hid. 
I will show a few only.
Please enjoy.

written and photographed by me
and edited by John Christopher Brown

There was an alleyway near my house. I had never seen anyone walk along it.
One day I asked my mother, “Where does that alleyway go?” 
My mother said, “I don’t know.” 
So I asked her, “Mother, why don’t you know?” And she replied, “Because I have never walked along it. 
Her answer made me even more curious. 
“Why have you never walked down it?” I asked. 
“Because no one walks along it,” she said. 
“But why is that Mother? Why doesn’t anyone walk along it?” I asked. 
“Because no one knows where it goes,” she replied.
Then I told my mother, “I would like to go along that passage.” 
My mother replied, “No dear. Do not do that. If you enter the passageway, you may not be able to find your way back.”
“But I can walk back exactly the same way!” I said, and I ran to the passageway and entered it. 
Both sides of the path were empty and I followed it for a long, long time. There seemed to be no end to it. I decided to turn back. It was the end of autumn. 

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