When the Winds Blew
***THIS STORY IS ON HOLD*** It was a normal day. Kids were playing, parents were barbecuing, families were getting back from church. We couldn't have asked for a better day. It couldn't have gone bad. Except, that it did.
***THIS STORY IS ON HOLD*** It was a normal day. Kids were playing, parents were barbecuing, families were getting back from church. We couldn't have asked for a better day. It couldn't have gone bad. Except, that it did.
The boy everyone sees as mysterious and crude, Dan, writes wonderful, beautiful, amazing poems for none other than the quiet, reserved, bookworm Phil. Phil comes over to Dan's house, as they've known each other all their lives, and finds Dan's poetry book. Shocked to see that they're all about him. Disclaimer: I'm try...
These are only short stories I may randomly come up with at school. They'll probably seem unfinished, but they most likely are finished. Sorry if you're disappointed with the content. And I kinda have a dark mind, so please, be slightly warned.