Salamanderred

I wonder if we had a time machine, how many people would go back in time and how many people would go forward, and if that would say anything about us or not. I know some people are afraid of the butterfly effect: when I was eight, a girl named Alexis stopped me from a catching a monarch, told me I wouldn’t like the way I looked if I had its colors dusting my skin. I wonder if God ever stands in front of a mirror and realizes how amazing it is that He can see Himself when millions of people would kill to be able to. I wonder if vampires ever get lonely when they’re sleeping and if they ever get self-conscious because they can&#

    For once I was glad my little sister was with me because I couldn't remember what Mom sent us to the swap meet for. I was watching the kasheeskis (spider-legged elephants if you ain't from around here) belching white clouds into the air. They get twenty feet tall this time of year. The alpha of the herd puffed a cloud of white smoke in our direction that almost made me lose my balance. Ran over a pothole so big that Mom’s instructions bounced outta my head and almost took Anne with them.    The Sunday swap meet was in full swing when we got there. Old Miss Fullerton was selling corn and squashes from her little wooden cart. She's

“I like the shape of your lips. How come there is no one around you?” I stopped reading and lifted up my eyes to the person, who just said that. Sunglasses – uh-oh, it’s a bad start. Tousled hair of unknown color was lying on shoulders of that funny character. A bunch of clothes without special combination of color was hanging on his skinny body and was looked like unknown shapes. “Gosh, what a funny-looking guy. Just like an alien…” just popped up in my mind. “You just can’t really imagine how many people are here now. They are living in this book”. “Oh... OK. I hope I can join your p