{"id":210,"date":"2023-05-19T12:00:41","date_gmt":"2023-05-19T17:00:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/?p=210&preview=true&preview_id=210"},"modified":"2023-05-07T09:57:18","modified_gmt":"2023-05-07T14:57:18","slug":"chapter-3-on-the-way","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/2023\/05\/19\/chapter-3-on-the-way\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 3: On the Way"},"content":{"rendered":"

I was feeling down. I didn’t see the rainbow yet. To tell the truth, I was scared. I just kept on walking and hoped I wouldn’t die. Little surprises would probably come, like the poop-spitting clovers, wild, ferocious animals, and leprechaun traps. I wanted to make my family proud though. I could just hear them now: “Georgie, because of you we don’t have to work double shifts for our jobs,” “Good girl, Georgie,” “Thanks, little sis.” “Little dude, you do a lot for us.” “I’m so proud of you Georgie!!!!”. It would be fun. I love my family, but sometimes I take them for granted. I really wish I could help them a lot. More than I ever have before. I’m ready. Possibly. Maybe. Okay, I’ll never be ready for something this huge. I run and keep following the small, old, unclearly marked path, trying not to think about not getting enough water and things like that. The truth was, I wasn’t feeling as confident as I sort of was earlier. I felt like I would explode from nervousness. I screamed. “AH! OBIA?!!?!???!?!?!?!?!?!” I was irritated. Obia was kind of snarky and a little mean. Not nice to have around. Most people are afraid of her, but not me. I’m not a scare de cat (if that’s how you say it) I am a cool person. When I turned around, nobody was there. Strange<\/em>, I thought.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I was feeling down. I didn’t see the rainbow yet. To tell the truth, I was scared. I just kept on walking and hoped I wouldn’t die. Little surprises would probably come, like the poop-spitting clovers, wild, ferocious animals, and leprechaun traps. I wanted to make my family proud though. I could just hear them […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[16,55],"tags":[36,18,87,11],"class_list":["post-210","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction","category-writing-samples","tag-carolyn","tag-fiction","tag-pot-of-gold","tag-writing"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/210","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=210"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/210\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":224,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/210\/revisions\/224"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=210"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=210"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=210"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}