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Selecting a Fish First, I'd have him be the color orange, and swiftly swimming in the vast ocean but secretly, it's just a small bowl his fins with speckles of white making him unique. He should have the name of a philosopher because he's such a thinker He will swim in circles, his mind endless of ideas about escaping his prison of a bowl on my desk. He will say to himself, "The only way out is to accept this fate." And he will.

The Company - A Short Story   I had woken up to a strange sound coming from the kitchen. The shattering sound of cups and plates falling onto the ground rang in my ears. Quickly, I rose up out of the comfort of my bed and tip toed out of my room, aiming for the small closet just down the hall. I knew there was a baseball bat inside. I heard a few more plates fall onto the floor then the sound of something scurrying around. Swinging open the closet door very quietly, I took the baseball bat in my hand and started for the kitchen, raising it over my shoulder. I was ready to swing ready to swing at any given moment. As I inched closer to the k