Mr. Bugsley's face was a fright to see, with a pale ghost face that looked like it was peeling with scars slashed across and beetle black eyes and a smile that had been split upwards with a knife. He was a large man who moved slowly and wore a black and white striped long-sleeve top with black board shorts underneath...
A short story that is basically two letters between. Adam and Lilth. Lilth was the first woman to ever be created even if all the stories tell you it was Eve. She was banished from Heaven because she didn't obey Adam and after a few years Adam sends her a letter in spite.
Short stories and poems about Grief that I thought of when I was dealing with my own. ( This is not something I normally write, but after losing my grandma and watching grief come back into my family this is more of a vent).
