The little kid stood at the devil’s doorway
Unable to decide whether to leave or stay
Entering the room, the kid says
“Uncle, please leave me to my place” 225 more words
The sun was high and warm; it had to be late spring or early summer.
It was 1972, I was four years old.
It was a day like many other days, sunshine rays radiant in the early hours, sounds of children’s laughter outside ringing through the open windows. 2,048 more words