Sadly, I didn’t know what else to do. It was the end of February and all I did was work the entire month, no valentines to show love to, just me and a book. I was a bit bored so I took a walk to the local diner down the road, and noticed a few people reading out loud and acting out scenes. They were having a good time so I asked them if I could join. I’d just lost some people dear to me but there was something about this performing arts session that made me feel alive again. The truth is that we were all scarred, we were all lonely and afraid to commit to a serious relationship and this was our outlet. In the midst of wars breaking out and on our last dime, honestly, this group was all that we had left to look forward to. We’d all lost hope in a life with a family and big house, we were ordinary people. Every week we dedicated our time to each other and as we grew older the group grew into an auditorium filled with people laughing and performing, nothing more. It was that simple, we ended the war. We proved to the world that peace is possible.
The Literature Group
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