Posted by
Claudia Moser
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5:12 PM
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BFF,
Winter
Another sunny winter day. He was on his own, as most of the time, simply waiting for people to notice him. He was never allowed to leave the room, he had to be pleased with the given conditions. There we happy days, when the room was spotless and smelling so nice, others were not so shiny. But he did not know anything else, he just took life as it came.
For sure, he was also cleaned, taken care of, but in the end it was for the comfort of others, he was sure nobody gave him a second thought.
From time to time someone would lift him and he could catch a glimpse of the nearby mountains through the small room which was bringing light in his life. He was so curious to know what was beyond those walls which kept him a prisoner. He was very determined that one day he will see the world as it is.
But less did he know, that today was THE DAY when everything will change. Suddenly he felt a woman's hand, which with a lot of force pulled him and threw him through the narrow window. He land in the snow and he just started breathing and enjoying the view.
The young couple which he almost fell upon looked scared and amazed, not understanding why a toilet seat landed close by!
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Motto
"A story is not like a road to follow … it's more like a house. You go inside and stay there for a while, wandering back and forth and settling where you like and discovering how the room and corridors relate to each other, how the world outside is altered by being viewed from these windows. And you, the visitor, the reader, are altered as well by being in this enclosed space, whether it is ample and easy or full of crooked turns, or sparsely or opulently furnished. You can go back again and again, and the house, the story, always contains more than you saw the last time. It also has a sturdy sense of itself of being built out of its own necessity, not just to shelter or beguile you."
by Alice Munro