My Grandma told me when my Grandpa was in the navy, he would send her telegrams. They were only allowed a small amount to write, so he would send only "I love you; see you soon".
Now, standing over his grave with her, I hear her whisper the same words.
The Writer's Craft class at school was writing 50-word stories for an assignment (I can't remember the official name for them), so I thought I'd try one out.
YOU ARE READING
Reflections of an Idle Mind
CasualeI'm finding I like to write a little before I go to sleep, and I figured I'd do it on here as much as I'd do it on my notes. Each part is seperate, and could be an idea for a story, something I just felt like writing, or a poetic blurt of feelings...
