Write about someone fighting to change their city neighborhood for the better.
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“Hard Times in The Big Easy” by Dr Stafford
Hard Times in The Big Easy I needed a beer. I needed a smoke. I needed a good-luck broad to blow on the dice. A week in the solitary confinement of one’s soul staring at a blank screen, typing, then hitting erase – delete, slamming the case shut, and walking away only to come back to the same blank screen – the same ...
“This is Our Block” by HC Edwards
His name is Croker. No one knows much about him, not even with the internet at our fingertips. I heard Mr. Chang who owns the dry cleaners down the block even sicced a halfway decent private investigator on his ass, but the guy turned up with the check in hand a few days later, claiming that he’d changed his mind. It was said he had a pretty good shiner and a busted lip but nobody could corroborate that besides Mr. Chang, and no one was asking him any more questions since his ...
“Watertank” by HBR Patel
Tim saw the blue and red light flashing from a distance. He shouted, 'Patrol Car, Ron.' Hearing this, Ron hid behind the railings of the top of the water tank of the town. Tim hid behind the concrete fence walls around that water tank. The police siren murdered the silence of the night. The intensity of sound was increasing, and as the car passed by the water tank, the siren sound began to decrease. <...
“Planner POV” by Devon Flynn
John hated the coffee. It was the same everywhere else, the same routine – coffee, two sugars, one cream, talk, bullshit, break, platter of fruit for snack, presentation, graph, bored, lunch, more talk, another graph, some charts, break, talk, end. He didn’t expect to attend so many meetings when he decided to be an environmental planner. He wan...
“Change on the horizon” by NK Hatendi
The City Hall meeting had been long in preparation and short on funding. But there was no alternative once Zviko had thrown her hat into the ring, rallied by well-wishers, who were unsurprisingly mainly family members. She could make a difference, the township daughter who wanted to give back to her community.Zviko had won a bursary for further education in a prestigious college, away from the slums. The long commute to her new school in the upmarket northern suburbs became an issue, negotiating public transport in the u...
“"Fighting for a change" by Ye Wint Aung” by Ye Wint Aung
In every country, humans need electricity for machines and stuff we use every day. We can get electricity from generators which use water and air as fuel. Many people try to find new ways to generate electricity. The electricity services are all around the globe. People make and use wind turbines mostly because air is everywhere. Some people use water too, and some make dams to trap the water. Making dams...
“FIVE BUCKS PROMISE” by Bui Buiii
FIVE BUCKS PROMISE His head was too big for his body. His big hollow eyes stark and his cheekbones tight against his dusty pale skin. Crouched on the ground covered with yellow dust, this 10-year-old waited for the puppy to crawl out from under the low raised platform of his neighbor’s home. He smiled as he watched the puppy eat the gravel. How fun it would be to l...
“New Generations” by Sam Ackman
“Where are you going, kiddo?” “I’m going out,” Sadie replied. “I have that project.” “Didn’t you do that last night?” “It’s for two weeks, I’m only on night three.” “The neighborhood won’t thank you for your troubles. Garbage grows in this part of town; pick some up and more just pops up in its place.” Sadie lifted an eyebrow, “It must come from somewhere. It’s people who make garbage...
“Knifes Are Sharp” by KENNEDY PLANT
The schools here are disturbing. Crime and gangs everywhere, and I swear these teachers did not go to the proper schooling to actually teach us. From the ages two to three I lived in a big city, but I hardly remember anything. Although, I do remember the distinct smell of hot dogs and urine in the streets. But, here I am again, at the age of thirteen, in a city. Me and my family lived in a town, not a small town, but de...
“Getting By” by Joe Swanson
I noticed something different today. Perhaps more unusual than different, I see this guy walking by here towards the river, always comin after this mangy looking dog goes by. Didn’t think much of it the first time, but like most things when something keeps happening you get the hint that you maybe should be paying attention. I like to sit on the porch and keep an eye on the street so as it don’t...
“What a mess! ” by Abraham Bashaija
"Swoosh, swoosh," I was once again awakened by the sound of cruising cars. I should have got used to it, but that is not how the human body works. My building stands in downtown Kampala, at the literal edge of civilization. On one side are flats, housing people a lot like me. On the other is perhaps the world's thickest slum. House upon house, tiny roads winding through. The air feels different there. Whilst the p...
“Broken Bonds” by Hailey Dixon
The scorching sun drew out the energy from the small group of nefisians training beneath the sagging, blue, willow tree. A boy, appearing around the age of 14, was leading them. His tunic matching the color of the green grass beneath their feet. It was strange, though. They are called The Elite but yet none of them have noticed the shadowy, black-cloaked figure in the tree. Not even the dark mist emanating off the cloak ...
“The Point of the Ruse” by Utsav Nag Mandal
"You dirty drug mule. Running a community center in the name of social service but furthering your own little selfish agenda by selling strong drugs like LSD to kids! Typical slum-dweller!” the brutal police officer yelled at 17-year old Coleman. Queens was never a good place to be born in, especially not in the early 2000s, the unfortunate time of birth of Coleman. Coleman was a lovely young teenage boy ...
“The Change” by Joy Toku
Growing up as a child, I knew only two people in my neighborhood. The one directly opposite my house and the one directly by my house. It has been long, and I don’t seem to remember how they look. However, I know that they both were very tall. The highest conversation I ever had with them was “HELLO” and if not hello, then a wave. One day when walking around the neighborhood with my family, we met two e...
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