A journey of a thousand miles starts with a resigned sigh. Before we take that first step, we hesitate, because we don't know what curveballs life will throw at us. Life's a bitch like that. No one is alone though. Everyone has to make this journey. I intend to take this journey, one step and a hesitation at a time, and life better watch out. 'Cause I'll be telling her what I think of her. This book chronicles my opinion on my life. Don't hesitate. Don't hold back. And don't worry mate. 'S'all good.

In my Chasing Wattpad series I made fun of short poems and pissed a lot of people off. I hate short poems. They are a waste of time. But never let it be said I will not try something once. As penance for my sins against the Haiku poets I will leave my comfort zone for a while and try and write some. I am guessing it won't kill me, maybe. By the way, what is a Haiku anyway?

During some of the bloodiest days of the Roman Empire, Legionary Numerius Vrillis must survive terrors on the battlefield and off. This is his story, in it, are the accounts of what he faced. "In battle, remember the virtues of silence and order."

A story thread that I pulled from Diana Gabaldon's Outlander series

These are poems about my family. If you have family members you are fond of - or remember fondly - perhaps you'll enjoy these, too.

Happy Republic day to all !!!! :D I am really proud to be an Indian :D Jai hind ! On this special day, I have entered a contest conducted by @IndiaCentral.Here I have stated 5 reasons why Im proud to be an Indian(There is plenty actually). Hope you enjoy reading it :)))

Sofia was left alone. Could she feel any worse knowing that the love of her life never loved her at all? Can she wait till Albert comes back to her? Matt lost Amelia. She suffered without him knowing her pain. How can he live when he lost the woman he wants to spend eternity with? Things happen for a reason. For what reason did they go through this pain? [Another attempt to write romance. Hopefully this will turn out well.] Hoping to update this at least every week.

Prologue~ A girl of hazel eyes and brown hair, sensitivity controls part of most of her life. She lost her reasons to love since she lost her father and since that day her mom tried to give her all the love she needed. Piano was more than a addiction, it was a passion. Love was a lost star and she did never believed in "true love at first sight" because no one was able to touch her heart, and that girl is me. Avril Linarez A regular day of August, the start of fall . "I was walking to my normal classes, the wind was blowing my hair while the sunlight was reflected on the windows." "Is someone in here?" - I asked. ©LettersObssesed All Rights Reserved. ~2014.