Stories by Airica Breen
There is No Home For Me
I'm here to work my way home
Home is where you shouldn't stress
But, if I go home I know I'll become somethin...
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why do I feel this way?
Angry, but why am I angry?...
This Purple Tiny Flower
This purple tiny flower was going to grow to make the world colorful. Beautiful, To hide how dark the world r...