I fail at challenges, I haven't done any all day. This is going to be my very first one, and it's created by The Bibliophibian! I couldn't resist this one, it sounds fun and indeed a challenge! For this challenge, you're supposed to turn to page 35 of your current book, go to sentence #3, and write a short snippet of a story out of it!
Currently, I am reading The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde, which is a classic.
Page 35, Sentence 3 reads as:
He always said that the country was going to the dogs.
Here's my story, accompanied by a photo taken by Mhitchner that inspired this a bit.
He always said that the country was going to the dogs. Yet a sudden hint of loneliness enveloped him at that moment. This was a strange feeling to him as he never particularly thought highly of his hometown - after all, it was a place where people grew up, but nobody wanted to stay in. Despite this though, he found himself surprised by his own thoughts, as he began to imagine himself being transported to that familiar place.
As a child, he always woke up to the sound of the roosters, all ready for the day. After getting dressed up for school, he would follow the scent of warm, freshly baked bread downstairs. There would always be milk ready on the kitchen table, set for him and his sister. They would eat breakfast quietly, waiting for the clock to strike 8:00.
Like all the other days, they would hear a car rumbling outside, and they would get up from their chairs and head out. Mr. Mckinley, their English teacher, who also happened to live two houses from them would pick them up, and together, they would go to school.
It was always warm and sunny out, and they would always stick their hands out of Mr. Mckinley's car to feel the breeze. They could smell the apple orchards on their way to school, and they could see the farmers working hard: a usual occurrence. By the time they get home, the sun is already setting, and it touches the fields and turns them into gold.
For people who lived outside of the country side, their town was merely a tiny place, but it brought comfort and a sense of familiarity everyday. Everybody knew each other, and nothing strange ever happened. It was safe, and though as he got older, the economy faltered and their small town could barely survive, it was still the same safe haven he remembered it to be. So maybe now that he found out that his prediction was right - his hometown has indeed turned into an empty, deserted place, he felt a tinge of sadness. Though the everyday routines that came with living in the country side bored him as he got older and made him want to leave as soon as he turned eighteen, it's also the reason as to why he sometimes missed it so. The quiet, the peace, the assurance that everything was going to be alright at the end of the day. Perhaps the saddest part for him was the possibility of not having any home to go back to when all of this was said and done.