Stories by
Nancy Scott
I Will Guide Thee With Mine Eye
The dazzling morning sun darted through the crack in Jimmy's bedroom curtains, waking him with a start. It was the day of the police auction, and Jimmy was going to get a bike. He had been saving up for nearly a year and he had $80.00 that was just bursting his treasure-chest bank. He quickly threw on his clothes and ran to the kitchen. ...more
Patty stood at her mirror, brushing through her long brown hair.
What did Dad say about balance? Oh think think...I must remember,
it was only last spring, I couldn't forget so soon, not something Dad taught
me. How could I forget anything about Dad yet. I remember, he said to make
sure that the weight was evenly distributed through the canoe.
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Gregory was rudely awaken by the crashing of trees and the splitting of wood. He sat up cautiously on his leaf-bed then slowly edged his way to his den door. He perked his ears to catch the morning sounds. All he heard was the droning of motors and the crashing of trees. With each crash the forest floor shook, and Gregory with it. Slowly he made his way... more
