Story #7: Howl
“Then there aren’t just a couple jellyfish, they’re everywhere. They’re called a “bloom” because one of the lifeguards calls them that later. “Careful! There’s a bloom, there’s a bloom,” he yelled.”
I could go back and forth over the end of the boy’s alive-life forever. I don’t really like to say “I” because it scares me. I like to say “the boy” or “he” did this or that. I know it’s really me, but “the boy” is better. “His mother” is better.
I could look at them from any direction, super up-close or from up high looki…
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