Tag: farm

  • On Reading

    I once had a cow who could read  In hopes he would someday be freed  My father said NO  He could not go!  So instead he learned to start a stampede 

  • Back to the Farm

    “When are we going back to the farm? When can I see Folgers again? Does he miss me? Will he remember me?” Zach went on and on with his endless questions. Part of me wanted him to stop asking so many questions, but I also knew I would miss his questions.  “Zach, you know when…

  • Flickering Flames

    As I watched the fireplace flicker, I wondered if this was what the rest of my life would be like.  Sitting, watching and waiting for the next event.  I wasn’t sure how to get things done, how to get things started.  I needed to get out of this house, but I couldn’t let my aunt…

  • Wild Horses

    As time went on and the band of wild horses came closer, I once again wondered how I had gotten myself into this position. All I had wanted to do was to see the horses up close and I had somehow managed to almost get myself shot by a farmer who thought I was trying to…

  • The Ranch

    As soon as Clayton grabbed my hand, I knew what I had to do. I needed to run and run fast. Clayton should be able to keep up and I knew I couldn’t waste breath and time waiting for him. If Marcus caught up with us, it’d all be over.  Clayton and I had come…

  • Abandoned

    PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll  I knew the building was abandoned and I knew it would be the perfect place for me to hide out. I had been watching for days to make sure no one would come to check on the stability of the building, but the farmer who owned the land didn’t…

  • Talking Trees

    “The house is perfect,” I whispered. “I don’t want to live anywhere else. I can’t live anywhere else.” I turned slowly to look at all the trees surrounding the property. I had always dreamed of being surrounded by large trees because they always reminded me of the house my grandparents lived in. I was obsessed…

  • Wrong Direction

    I knew we were going in the wrong direction the moment we left the house. And I knew it meant I would never see my childhood home again. My aunt was kidnapping me and I hadn’t decided whether or not I was happy about it. Yet. I was old enough to know what was happening,…

  • Uncle James

    As the sunshine kissed my face, I knew I was never going back inside. If I did, my uncle would make sure I never saw the sun again. I knew he meant well, but I couldn’t stay inside forever. I had heard the stories of my mother too many times to be scared anymore. If…

  • The Barn

    PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox  I was nervous about staying with my grandparents the minute I saw their ‘barn.’ The windows were completely boarded and though the stone walls looked fairly clean-ish, nothing surrounding the barn did. This was the first time I had ever met my mother’s parents due to a fight they had…