Abram Walker 1/1/14 English II Honors Magical Realism Short Story The Robot It was a cloudy morning, when the robot washed up on the beach. No one really cared to notice it, going about their daily lives as if they had not even glanced at it. As the robot lay in the sun, it stayed deep in shutdown, until two days later it finally powered on. The robot looked around, confused, not knowing where it was. It dragged itself to the edge of the city, gasping for breath, looking for a source of…
Words 1684 - Pages 7