Nicole Celencevicius
Stories (3/0)
Three Little Horses
Let me tell you a story of The Three Little Horses. The strangest children’s book I have ever read. It goes back to when I was a child. My grandmother Irma gave me this book to read because she noticed it had horses in it and I liked horses. Appreciating her rationale, I took the book. I never saw her purchase this book for me so I think she must have had it prior to me being born in 1982. The book “Three Little Horses” was published in 1958; my grandmother immigrated to the United States from Germany in 1957. This book was written by Piet Worm and was probably the most bizarrely illustrated and strangely written children’s book I had ever encountered in my young years. It told me a lot about how secretly odd grandma was.
By Nicole Celencevicius3 years ago in Families
Godless
God. It was a town like any other town despite the holy nomenclature. I guess I thought I would always be safe here. The tree lined streets of suburbia. The quiet security of pristine picket fences. The low population and crime rate. It was not until the summer of 2024 when the world was on a brink of change. My son and I watched the news but no one knew what would happen at that time; including myself. Nothing could touch us in our tiny town. We were sleepy and quant and that big city stuff just did not happen here. We watched as the monuments to the errors of the past were destroyed so no one could remember but it was best to forget anyways. Order was becoming obsolete to make way for tolerance of all things. It became everything was okay or nothing was. Society was geared for a shift and thanks to social media, pod casts, and news outlets everything just started to become okay; they were already setting the stage.
By Nicole Celencevicius3 years ago in Fiction