The Man Who Ran

He was running and running and running, and when he thought he couldn’t run any more, he carried on running. And all the people came out onto the streets to watch him running, and they said, there he goes, running and running. And he ran right out of this country and into the next one. But they don’t care for running in that country and I couldn’t say what became of him.

2 responses to The Man Who Ran

  1. Green strawberry said:

    If I was to keep flash/short stories from others on the side I’d keep that one.

  2. hultberg,com said:

    The idea of flash fiction is brilliant. It’s what the raconteur does. When the story telling is good, we all love it.

    Ethel Hultberg

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