Growth - 107 Words
Aaron Dethrage
With a slight push of his toes and a flinch forward from the tickling on his heels by stray carpet fibers, an eleven-year-old Jonathan Turner confirmed that he had finally crossed the 5’ 3” red crayon marking on the living room doorframe. This could only mean one thing, he must have been correct when he told his mother the previous night that the seeds of his green beans were magical bean stalk beans. He was bound for giantdom; he knew it. His thoughts then wandered to if it would just be his legs that grew, or if his whole body would sprout and bloom proportionally.
We Looked Like Giants - Death Cab for Cutie
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Was that your original word count? Just holding you accountable.
ReplyDeleteNo, I couldn't remember what it was, because I looked it up like 13 hours before I wrote this. Poor decision on my part.
ReplyDeleteAaron.