she opened her drawer and look thru her collection. she flipped thru a few and decided on one. it was suitable for the day and matched her dressing and mood. she was sure that it would suit everyone. she put it on and practiced a few lines for everyone. yes, it looked fine. another mask …
Category: Stories
stories i wrote. fictional…. sometimes.
eugene
inspired by you.. for you… eugene had fell down again. he always did. his collection of scars were getting larger and larger. he stumbled again. everytime he fell, he got up clumbsily. he believed he will walk one day without falling. everytime he fell, though it may hurt, he never cried out. he didnt want …
who will walk down this lonely road with her now?
she took a deep breath and kept walking. walking though she does not know where the road will lead her to. she used to have him walking down the road with her. he had told her that he would be there walking with her when she had asked him ‘who will walk down this lonely …
despair beyond hope
‘where is it?’ she cried. she dug again. harder with her shovel. the garden was a mess. yet she dug again and again. never stopping. though her hands were bleeding. she had dug for 7 days and 7 nights and yet she couldnt find it. she could feel herself being hysteric. knowing the truth that …