That drawing was more worshipful than anything else. My son is dead and I will always be feeling guilt for his death. But I know he still is here. Because sometimes sunshine comes through the clouds that have been showing in the sky since Aiden left us, and I know it is him. Our own sunshine, that showed me the light...
You know what I founded out recently? That it isn’t always the person; our true soul mate, we fall in love with. It’s the idea of love. I love the idea of writing and here you have my short storys. I write them, inspired by music and somehow I'm always crying in the end of all my short storys. Read to find out why. L...
My life could have been perfect if I had not had such an idiot brother. My world was turned upside down slowly. A feeling of being close to fall made me cling to the edge of the safe bucket my life played out in. While some tried to shake off my grip was something growing inside me and I had no idea of what or how I c...
It's Hailee Windor's 18th birthday. Part of a shooting, she dies on the evening of one of the biggest days of her life thus far. What she doesn't know when she wishes for one more chance to tell her best friend, Brent, that she loves him, is that she will have to wake up tomorrow. And it will be June 6th once again. A...