Uncompletedworks Stories

♪waves cease to ebb in the mind of a nameless bird that sings, let me guide you into a delve of the little things.♪

I'm going through my old writing and this was on top of the notebook stack. These were from middle school, so I'm sorry if the quality is horrible. This particular notebook has six incomplete stories and, based on the handwriting, I believe it was from seventh or eighth grade.