It breathed.
I didn't know where it came from, but it was colder than the night I was in and heavier than the backpack hanging on my back....
Mothers, of all creeping creatures of the earth, should know all about their territory.
My mother? No thanks....
One mistake can lead to more mistakes. Jake stole some of his father's money. And the chain of mishaps began.
A precious story of two brothers facing the greatest tradegy of their lives.
It is always easy to say
If someone’s pretending
If someone’s faking...
An unknown story in a place where every person needs to cross a deadly bridge everyday.
2 COMMENTS
CarmenISmith
June 11, 2018 - 12:32 This poem is a little sad, but it worths to be on http://www.projectnoah.org/users/Benjoysillon for more readers. I'm inspaired so much right now.pies11
January 28, 2020 - 20:24 i am miss brenda i have private disscusion with you via at my email (brendapies282@gmail.com)