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Everyman's Shame - A Story (Part 2)

The sin that shame thrives on is in the past, so no one can see it.
But people can see the effect shame has on us.
This is part 2 of a story. See part 1 here


In silence, he heard footsteps approaching,
so he straightened, and stood. It would
not do to let them see he had a burden.

He knew the burden was invisible to all but himself,
but he was afraid they would see his stoop.

So he steadied himself with a tree, and looked up
to see who approached.

“Ahoy, Everyman!” his friend called out.

“Hello” Everyman replied, nearly losing his balance but catching himself.

“What is wrong, my friend? You look pale and a
bit unsteady. You’re not falling sick I hope?”

“Pale? No, I’m not pale,” Everyman continued with a brief
hint of panic in his voice. “I must have just stood up too fast.”

“Very well,” said his friend (whose name was Faithful),
but his eyebrows were laced with concern.

“Now what is this new construction?” Faithful asked as
he moved toward the open mouth of the cavern.

“Please, no…

Rebecca's Revenge: Chapter 1

The light morning breeze swam through her chestnut hair as Rebecca danced in the early light of an autumn day. Her blue eyes shone with jubilance and her fair complexion radiated with a joyful smile. To her nothing was more beautiful than the tall, thin stems and bright yellow flowered goldenrod blowing in waves along the grassy ridge where she had lived her whole life. Everything she saw seemed to reflect a glory indescribably magnificent and majestic. Rebecca paused a moment, soaking in all of the nature around her, before bounding towards the forest. This quiet and still arena of tall and somber oaks and white, quivering aspens was split only by an ever-flowing stream, supplied by a bubbling and gurgling fountain spring, which cascaded into pools out of the mountain. Rebecca knew every knot of every tree in the woods and where every muskrat made its hole in the bank of the pond. Her father had taught her the names of every plant and flower in the forest and fields. Rebecca loved th…