"It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake. - Frederick Douglass" To me he was that storm but do birds really sing after a storm?
Lainey Beru has been locked up in her room for one month, doing nothing but replaying the night her mother died. She's forced to take pills since that night traumatized her so much. Her father makes her go out so she goes to the two places she loves. An accident leads her to know her best friends, a group of guys. Wit...
The heavy droplets of rain were slowly slipping down the hood of his leather jacket and a few effortlessly kissed his dark chocolate hair. »H…Hi.« I sputtered. »What do you have there?« He walked closer to me and gazzed into my eyes with his dark ones, that perfectly matched his hair, then lowered his sight towards...