Growing up, I had to be strong. I had to be strong for my family, especially for my mom and my sister. Advertisements
“I love you so much. You don’t have to worry, you’re the only one I love.”
I remember the days and nights we cuddle in bed.
The Dream I was running in the hallway as fast as I could. I could feel that adrenaline rush inside me. I feel excited, but at the same time nervous that I might not make it on time. There were people in the hallway and I try not to bump into anyone. I can’t hear … More A Short Story
I write because I don’t want to forget. I write… as much as I can… so that when I’m old and gray, I get to read this all over again – when I’m alone, when I’m with my grand kids, or when I’m next to him.
I saw her from afar. I ran as fast as I could, and when I reached her, I hugged her tight. I felt calm… happy… content. I looked at her, she was smiling at me. We were walking arm-in-arm for hours in the garden. We talked about life, how wonderful the garden is… When sunset … More The Dream