who I'm I? no one.
I just need somewhere to write, and escape from reality. all the time I never wanted someone to read what I wrote. but I need to express myself if not I'll drown in my pin thoughts.
of anyone read my work.... hope you like it.
Finalmente me encontraron. Estaba tumbada sobre la tierra despertándome de un sueño que parecía eterno. Me sentía feliz de ver la luz, pero no ente...
The sound of the camera startled the redhaired man, pulling him out of his sleep. The other man was so close they almost bumped their heads.
Their eyes met. And there was nothing else around. He looked at her like someone who knew someone he had always known, and she did the same. But th...
As the meat burned on the yard, she lit a cigarette.
Inside the house, the afternoon sunshine illuminated her beautiful red vases on the shelf....
She likes that very moment before things start. Her own darkest hour before the dawn.
Entering a new world. It’s in her hands, at the same time i...
And so I bend over, face down, as my eyes well up once more.
“I won’t do it,” you say, like a promise. “I’ll never hit you again.”
And I d...
She opened the window... In case she saw him coming.
De repente se dio cuenta de sus poderes. Amanda estaba sentada en el bosque esperando a Daniel, su amigo, quien parecía haberla olvidado. Ella espe...
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