Carl Frye

“My group of school friends” by Carl Frye

Once upon a time, in a small village nestled among rolling hills, a sense of anticipation filled the air on the eve of the first day back at school. Summer had reluctantly made way for autumn, and the children were buzzing with excitement for the adventures and knowledge that awaited them. In the village, a group of friends named Lucy, Thomas, Mia, and Max couldn't wait to reunite after the long break. They had spent countless summers playing together, exploring hidden paths, and creating their own little world of imagination. However, wit...

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“the windows of the soul” by Carl Frye

Submitted to Contest #97

I am an ageless timeless being of infinite life. Before bedtime, and before I close my eyes to sleep I look out my window, and often imagine that the stars in the sky are kissing me on the cheek and that they turn into angels, and hold me close in their arms. I see the darkness as a light of life. I may not naturally see in the dark but spiritually I can see through it. I am ageless because age is a state of mind. I am timeless because there is no time in the spirit world. my body may die, but my spirit lives forever. My eyes are the windows...

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“city of favorites” by Carl Frye

Submitted to Contest #85

"That's the thing about this city" it has exactly 1,720 people in it. 65% are black, and 40% are white, and all of them compete with each other every time there is an election. They announce their candidacy for the office they want, advertise in the paper what they can do to improve the city, and then the mudslinging begins. First, we have our mayor that has run for his office and every time has won. He either bought the votes, or the people just wanted him in there because of the color of his skin. those that run against him he downplays th...

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“I must get away now” by Carl Frye

Submitted to Contest #83

"Oh, this miserable life I lead" Deadlines, commitments, stress. I must find a way to escape if only for while to some deserted Island so I can feel the warm sensation of the sun on my back, the wind blowing gently upon my face, and the smell of a sea breeze entering my nostrils. I had heard about an island far away from the stress of city life. There are millions of acres, and one can pick their own acre, set up camp, or place their camper, or motorhome there. No rent, no for sale. A place that is free to live at. As I check my finances I d...

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“Young love true love” by Carl Frye

“This was supposed to be the happiest day of their lives,”. They were much in love but others saw that love and destroyed any future attempts to rekindle it. she lay dying and her breathe was shallow. then her true loves entered through the hospital door to see about his first,and only true love. just as he leaned over to give her a kiss By then it was too late. she had passed from her earthly life to her heavenly home. He thinks of her often,and never does he ever forget his one true love. Tears,but yet life must press on. As he pressed on ...

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“W@alking through the fire” by Carl Frye

There was a family that lived on many acres of land.The father,mother,and three children homesteaded there.they built a cabin to dwell in,and they all lived together until one day God told the father in a dream to build one house for each child. He had two girls and a boy. he had awaken his wife,and told her about the dream the heavenly father showed him,and they began to pray.the next day he began his project to build the houses all on the land God gave him. He built each one by the sweat of his brow,and many logs,and nails,and within a few...

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