Pieces of my writing that got the chance to leave the notebook secretly hiding in the back of the white drawer filled with papers; papers to bury the notebook (and my thoughts) from the rest of the world. {;fragments of my soul;} {collection of poems, letters, short stories, and others}

If I were not to count myself; the boy who had played the most important role in the course of events, as they happened, was in fact Holden Winston. And he was also the one most affected by everything. All the things, no matter how insignificant placed invisible scars on his face. (Sadly, he was no Dorian Gray and there was no such thing as a magical painting.)