Silver and Gold: Chapter 4 by Bookwriter94, literature
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Silver and Gold: Chapter 4
Chapter 4: Basil of Baker Street In the beginning, the moment when he and I first met, I had feelings for him, but that was when I was little and all I knew of him was just nothing more but a fictional character. All my life I knew him, I watched him, and I knew that he was the inspirational hero I always wanted to meet. He was my reason for being the person I am, and I always wanted to be him. But all I knew was just nothing more but childish thoughts, and someday I had to grow up and be my own person. I had to accept the fact that he wasn’t real and it was time for me to move on. But what happens when we enter a world when we all thought to be nothing more but fiction? What is real and what isn’t? That’s something we all have to choose when we come face to face with a truth that’s hard to believe. But for me, when I saw this for myself, a part of my inner child accepted this because it knew that it was real. But for my heart, that was something else. But in the beginning, when
Silver and Gold: Chapter 2 by Bookwriter94, literature
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Silver and Gold: Chapter 2
Chapter 2: The Flaversham’s I was alone in a world not like my own, a complete stranger with no one else to turn too, and nowhere else to go. I remember those eyes judging me by my appearance, the fear of the unknown was natural, because my world would’ve felt the same. Nobody would help somebody like me, those eyes were quick to judge about my appearance. But if they had words...they would’ve hurt me. If they had sticks or stones, they probably would’ve hurt my bones. I learned that life can be cruel, no one will ever treat you nice, no one will ever help you when life gets you down. But I also learned that not everything is true. When life kicks you to the curve, someone with a kind hearted nature can pick you up. The eyes of that “someone” don’t judge you for what you are, but who you are. And whenever you feel like you're alone, you're not really alone, because when things get tough, I know that I have friends watching out for me. --- June 14, 1897 11:00 p.m. “Daddy, come