Searchingfortruth Stories

I saw a person hiding in bushes, with an innocent face, his nose was thin and long. His blue eyes were so mysterious as if he was hiding the ocean of secrets. "Who are you", I asked. "Raven", he answered. "Why are you hiding here?", I asked again. "Who is hiding? I was just examining the new guest in my forest.", he replied by standing up on his feet. "What new guest?", I questioned. "You", with a pause, he asked, "May I know your name?". "Anya", I said. "Anya", he said, "What are you doing in my home?".

Poem

"Hello, I'm Kathy. Most mistake me for Kathleen, but I'm not her. There are so many differences between me and my best friend. For instance, she has strawberry blonde hair, and I have midnight blue hair. Her eyes are a light sky blue, as where mine eyes are a light lime green. We are both tallish, I'm 5'2 and she's 5,3 we are both 99 pounds..but there is one very big difference between us. Where she is out there in the world having fun, feeling the sun hit her face. I am here, alone. In my grave. And I'm sorry if you're reading this my friend, but that only means you are dead as well, for I have written this is only an ink a ghost can read, and yet I'm still alone."