The Girl with the Hollow Eyes

I see her walking alone. Her head drooped low. Her back is laden down with a hundred burdens. We are walking the same way, but our footsteps are spread apart. I feel the sunshine on my face–a time of joy for me. But her hair is wet with sorrow–a time of pain for her.

My footsteps slow. I know that our proximity is no mistake. I approach her slowly, the trail of tears making heavy indentation on the ground. I could remember a time I felt the same.

My mind is transported to the darkness that was—after many years–overcome by light. I gather the stinging, yet hopeful memories to my heart and stand beside her with a gift of companionship. I am ready to offer.

She looks at me with hollow eyes, and yet the depth of tragedy is deep. But I have hope and I know hope is in her. It just needs a way out. I reach for her hand and she doesn’t reject me. It is cold with stiff pain. I can remember the feeling. Read more

EDITION 2: The Four Outsmart the Gate

The Gang was last spotted walking down the stairs of the back porch. They seemed to be ecstatic about leaving the (seemingly) stuffy house on a mountain. Since that shocking time, they have been found traveling (though quite slow) through the backyard of the stuffy house. Our expert investigators snapped a few pictures, overheard lively conversation, and now have much to report for The Sierra Price Times.

The Gang moved rather swiftly through the backyard, attempting to avoid any and all distractions. They hoped to avoid anything that would make them want to turn around.

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Lynn and Deanna are the most vocal of the group and were heard prodding the other two along with cheers and chants. Grant followed closely behind, and though the girls seem to think it is because he is scared, he knows the truth. Read more