Why must life be this way? I don’t understand it. If we lived in a utopia, things might be better; but I’m not sure about that. I wish there was some kind of something to overcome this feeling of inadequacy. I doubt I will ever fully figure it out. If I had the ability, I would do it in a second. But I don’t seem to have that ability at the moment. Maybe one day I will be able to figure it all out.
Peach hobbled down the street towards the playground with Sock in toe. Stopping at the street corner, Peach looked to Sock who shrugged... they had never been to that intersection before.
Sock looked both ways and saw cars everywhere. She looked to Peach for guidance. Peach looked to the crosswalk sign, it had a big red hand up saying they couldn't cross. She then noticed the controls to work the light next to her... but they were out of reach.
Picking up a rock and putting it in Sock's mouth, Peach spun Sock around like a sling and flung her towards the button. Sock hit the button and with a thud landed back on the ground.
Spitting out the rock, Sock smiled as cars stopped for them allowing them to cross the street.
Sock looked both ways and saw cars everywhere. She looked to Peach for guidance. Peach looked to the crosswalk sign, it had a big red hand up saying they couldn't cross. She then noticed the controls to work the light next to her... but they were out of reach.
Picking up a rock and putting it in Sock's mouth, Peach spun Sock around like a sling and flung her towards the button. Sock hit the button and with a thud landed back on the ground.
Spitting out the rock, Sock smiled as cars stopped for them allowing them to cross the street.
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