Trash short story of freckles: Trash shitake secret prologue

By M.J.P. S.S.

This is a secret prologue part of Trash part 2 Shiitake, because on the other e-book, for many complications theres not so much space to put it, but here it can.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Dec 28, 2021
• ISBN: 9781716058158

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dedicated to someone with freckles.

This is a little story of trash is about one of a smuki's nightmares.

Prologue

Secret part

In the garbage dumps a fresh wind was blowing. The footsteps of an accordion could be heard. -You don't have to hide anymore, Laila, I know you're there. Skeil answered, lowering his binoculars. Among the garbage some debris moved, Laila came out of it. The smuki in a cap and goggles looked a little embarrassed with some drooping lines. -Skeil..." Laila murmured thoughtfully. -What's wrong? asked the creative smuki. -I'm so sorry, it's all my fault, I failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, I failed, I'm so sorry, I apologized to Lato and all the other smukis, but even though they all told me not to worry and that there was no problem, that I was fine, that I wasn't to blame for anything, I still feel guilty, I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry. -Ya Laila, it's ok, it's not your fault, nothing is your fault, no problem, you don't have to worry. Skeil answered her kindly with some nice and laughing lines. -That's what they all told me! Laila shouted angrily, clenching her fists tightly, as she began to cry. Skeil looked away a little, but smiling a little he continued. -Let's go for a little walk around the dumpsters, you'll feel better, I'm sure. The two smukis walked around the dumpsters for a while, until Skeil stopped, laughing a little. -You see, we are near the forest, Laila, wouldn't you like to go there to explore, you could do the research you like so much and explore. Skeil commented with contented lines. But Laila just looked down and tugged her sleeves and clenched her fists. -No, it's fine like this. Hearing her, Skeil's happy lines quickly changed to droopy, heavy and sad. -Laila, what did they do to you? Laila held back her tears as usual and smiled at Skeil. -Nothing, I'm just a little tired, but I'm fine, look. Laila turned around and laughed slightly. -Come on Skeil, there's nothing to worry about, why don't you tell me something, I like to hear you a lot and talk to you a lot a lot. continued Laila playfully. Skeil was surrounded by confused lines, but they became imperative and cheerful, and he took her by the arm. -Then let's go somewhere, no matter where it is, as long as we can be together, it doesn't matter. The two smukis arrived at a small village of scurrying among the garbage dumps. Laila followed Skeil. The two smukis were in a small street with a few food stalls, shops, restaurants and cafes… The two smukis continued walking a little bit down the sidewalk. -Come on, Laila, seriously, pick a place to eat. -No, I'm fine, thanks. The smuki with hat and goggles replied. -But I'm hungry. Complained the creative smuki. -So why do I have to choose, if you're the one who's hungry? Laila answered him with grumpy lines. Skeil paused, staring thoughtfully. -But then Skeil quickly shook his head