One in a million?
You are one in a million, they always say, but what if I don’t feel like that at the end of the day. The wind blows, and the trees flow, as I wonder if I’m good enough, today. If the trees know, and the wind whispers, why would I be any different? There are 8billion…
Mountains
The cold air swept my face, and went over the lace, of my summer cardigan. The mountains were rock hard, and snow-capped, Delicately. Though it was summer, it was cold. And I had known it was a bold move to pick to wear a cardigan. As I sat in the snow, I felt the soft…
Music to my ears
I listen to the music, calming, cunning, and fast. That’s the way it was played. Their hands swept across the piano, as I heard a sparrow, sing along, and join in. The people love it, and so did the birds, it was one of the nicest songs I had ever heard. It made me feel:…
Ghost Boy
I felt the shadow of a boy, or was it just a gust of wind? Almost as if I could feel his presents beside me, despite me, I looked behind me, but there was nothing to be seen. Yet I could fell his breath on my back, then I heard a loud crack, as I…
The tree fall
The trees fall,As the leaves do.Yet none of the trees ever seem to have met their due. The leaves fall of age,But the trees don’t do the same.As we cut them down for personal gain. The trees offer us life,Apples and air. Yet I think to myself in despair,That no matter how long we wait,the…
Salt water
The drops of water land on my face,In the most disoriented shape,were I think about water itself. Salt water,Rain water,Drinking water,Never matters when you look at water itself. The liquid that makes all,Shapes all,But yet never hates all. The vital fluid to life,That we take in strides,The only thing we truly rely on. People are…
Love is poison
Love,Love is like a teardrop.A glossy fountain of hope. Love,Love is like a poison,It seeps through me.Draining me of all happiness,it makes me love them,yet I don’t want to,I try not to give in,but it takes me.And doesn’t give me a choice. Love,Love is like a drug,The only huge,The only thing that I feel weakness…
Breathless
This story is inspired by the fog that I see when I go swimming with my goggles on. The water was icy cold as it brushed my face. I swam for around a minute, then took a breath of warm fresh air. I still had my googles on so I couldn’t see straight. On the…
The dwarves and the horizon of snow
Narrator: Once upon an early morning, a little dwarf said to his fellow dwarves Dwarf one: I want to go beyond the summer Landes and into a new land of magic Narrator: On the first day however the other dwarves did not listen to dwarf one so, dwarf one tried again Dwarf one: I want…
Dead love chapter 1
My note to all the readers: you may think that when you are dead you can not love but the two people I am about to tell you about had the strongest love I know. It was dark and damp in the grave of the boy’s. The boy reached out his hand to freezing cold…
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