Tom’s father was ill. Every Monday, Tom visited his father in the city, and each time the old man opened the creaking door, and smiling, welcomed him in. Today Tom brought his father a large gift. He knocked at the door, but his father did not answer. Tom’s heart sank.
A 50-Word Story a Day Keeps the Boredom Away #11
boy with a hat 
😦
Keep your chin up!
It’s always a pleasure to read your work 🙂
Oh it’s not work, it’s play! It’s always a pleasure to read comments from writers named Alice who like to read my scribblings. 🙂
uh oh – hanging on a precipice!
his dad was pooping back and forth on the toilet and didn’t hear the knock.