1. Short Story - The Forgotten Dream
... steep ravines and eat the sweet grass that finds its home there among the granite rocks and desert cactus. Sometimes I eat the cactus, too. Sometimes I suck on rocks when the rain hasn't come. There's not many of us left, donkey that is. Do you know the donkey? We are a kind of wild ... for the sweet grass that grows in late summer in the sand deposited there during our gentle spring runoff. It has a taste of far-off lands I can only dream about. I'd been munching away pleasantly. I could graze for hours with the sound of the stream in my head, when I noticed something in the water. At ....
- Word Count: 1577
- Approx Pages: 6
- Grade Level: High School