Contemporaries Stories

"You see me? Which part though?", she smirked. What if you were born with an incurable disease? What if you eventually found someone you treasured but they w...

Hello there and thanks for clicking on the book. Its just a bunch on my thoughts, quotes and poems and opinions about a lot of things in the world or even questions that...

A girl sits behind the sycamore tree, Making sketches, Her hair is messy, Just like her art. Head bowed down, Trying to camouflage among the meadow, cloaking from anyone...