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Spikes in the Ground

He punched big spikes into the ground. Big, strong iron spikes, deep into the soil, so the ground would stay put. He knew it would peel off, someday, if he didn’t. It would peel off for good, leaving us all on a hot rock to die.

He knew if he didn’t do it, no one would. He didn’t like it. He didn’t want to do it. He had to.

One day two men came by.

-Why do you punch spikes into the ground? they asked.

-To keep the surface from peeling off, he had answered.

They laughed…