Hot stings of pain slash at my cheeks. My hands unsteadily hold a neatly folded piece of paper. I trace my fingers over the smooth edges calming my mind.
Inhaling the smell of wild flowers and warm grass I wait patiently for Sunny. My childhood friend.
The grass green and wild thrashes in the wind. I take another deep breath and try my best to keep my legs from shaking.
I have always had a crus...
January 16, 14568
Hi, diary!
The snow is begging to melt - finally -
The air is smelling warmer, I bet it’s going to be a beautiful spring!
Today Noah, has been looking at me and turning away when he sees me. It always makes my giggle!
I wonder when he will ask me out I’ve only been sending him hints and flirting with him for forever!
Seriously if he doesn’t ask me out soon I’ll just have t...
THE burrow is a place where not many can survive. The damp, cold landscape filled with horrors even the toughest men would faint at the sight. Once you step into the mysterious and bleak landscape it is said you fall to a labyrinth of monsters of the deepest shadows.
Often young teenagers make bets and jokes with their friends to take a daring step into the damp meadow. Along with men stumbling ...
