Creative Writing: Why Should You Persist In Chasing It?

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“Is anyone here?” the boy called out. Waited a few minutes for a response, nevertheless, he didn’t hear anything. About to continue his case until he heard the voice again. “Why should you persist in chasing it?” The voice is a male’s voice with an emotionless tone. “Who are you? Where are you?” Asked as his patience wore thin. Once again, he asked the boy the same question. “Why should you persist in chasing it?” For a moment the boy thought of what the voice meant. “Why I’m chasing the object?” the boy asked. “Yes,” he responded. “I assumed that the object is a signpost to assist myself to identify where I stand, a type of plant to recognize where it comes from to understand my location or a person that can’t notice myself from a distance.

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