Hobos In The Snow

A Special Guest Story



Written by: Slade Graven

All this snow has been both helpful, and a pain. With the snow it takes longer to get to the railroad tracks where the hobo’s hang out. And because it’s cold, they aren't out as much as they used to be. But with the snow, it’s easier to cover up my tracks so the little men won’t find me, it’s also easier to hide the bodies of the hobos. Yes, the hobos are the key. They control the little men who want to hurt me. But I, I have a hammer. It’s works good, yes, the hammer is good. I need to get rid of all of them. It is the only way for me to survive. The hobos. The little men. Hamsters, they’re all after me. They’re planning something. But I have my hammer. It is the only friend I have who wouldn’t betray me. No, not my hammer.