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Little Sherlock chapter 2
Word quickly spread around the school that Sherlock Holmes had made a friend. Many didn't believe it until they saw John sitting across from that odd Holmes kid at lunch. John himself wasn't disliked, but his association with Sherlock kept him from making many other friends. He got on with largely everyone save of course Cletus Anderson, Sally Donovan, and Jeff Hope (the kid who had been killing rabbits) but conversations almost always led to 'why do you hang out with Sherlock Holmes of all people?' One girl had asked him if Sherlock really was a vampire. John dodged the questions and took it in stride. The fact was, Sherlock Holmes was the most interesting person he had ever met, and he really enjoyed spending time with him. After a day with Sherlock, John would be surprised by the mundaneness of ordinary conversation. The way that kid saw the world was just...different. It
Little Sherlock chapter 1Sherlock Holmes was an odd duck. Everybody said so. Teachers generally gave a sigh of relief when he left their classes. Other students avoided him like the plague. Of course, they had all loved his older brother. Mycroft was just a dear. What had gone so...strangely...with his little brother?
John Watson, aged 12, surveyed the classroom as he was presented in front of it. So normal. He barely noticed the dark haired boy at the back, bent over something on his desk. Mrs. Hudson put her hands on his shoulders in a motherly fashion to introduce him.
"Class, this is John Watson. He's just come back from a mission trip to Asia. His sister Harriet is a 5th year. I expect everyone to be welcoming and respectful to him. You may take a seat now, John." John glanced around the room, looking for an open seat.
"There's a free desk ju
Fortune Cookies"Care to make a guess?"
"Hm...Your mind is ingenious and you learn easily."
Long fingers cracked the cookie open.
"...You have a sense of the dramatic and a tendency towards display."
"Nothing, nothing. Predict mine?" Sherlock sighed.
"Plan to be spontaneous tomorrow." John split his cookie.
"You tend to draw out the love in others." John snorted and tried to hold in his giggles.
"Really, John. What is so amusing?"
"Oh. Um. It's quite childish, really. When we were kids, me and Harry used to think the words 'in bed' after every fortune cookie. See which ones were the funniest."
He received a blank stare.
"Well, I didn't expect you to get it, it's just something that I thought of."
"I get it, John. I just don't find it funny." John shrugged.
"To each their own. Open your next cookie."
"Eat your fruits and vegetables to stren
Dreams of realityA pair of eyes;
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these pair of eyes,
Open to stare through the lights again.
Is this reality?
Can reality be so real?
Time passes by, as the eyes keep staring;
Staring at the distant lights;
Staring beyond the distant skies.
What do they see?
What do they long?
What do they desire?
Then the skies will break down;
White lightning striking the dreamy clouds.
Moments will tur
PetalsThe grass tickled between her toes as her father toiled away with the roses by the letterbox. She watched his fingers weave between the thorns to pat the soil around each bush, humming to some John Lennon song she couldn't put a name to. Despite the sun just tipping the horizon, she saw sweat prickling his brow and his eyes squinting against the light. The fine lines on his face were suddenly accentuated by shadow, and for a moment, she swelled with wonder.
'Maria, come here,' he said, waving her over. 'You're not going to learn anything sitting all the way over there.'
Excitement sparked her limbs into motion, and she crawled over to sit next to him, careful to tuck her skirt beneath her thighs to avoid the dirt.
He picked up a pair of clippers from beside him. 'Now, you need to snipe back these diseased parts here and there from the base of the plant. It helps it grow better.'
Snipping off two pieces of wood with ease, he deposited them in Maria's outstretched hand. Their rough textu
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