The Diary Of An Aspiring Author

4. The Big Day I did it. I run the half marathon and it felt amazing. If someone had told me last year that I’d do something like that, I would have not believed them. I was too scared back then. And I wish I could say I was only scared of running such a …

The Diary Of An Aspiring Author

3. Ghosts Don't Exist I’m in my bedroom. I gasp for air but there’s none. The room is completely invaded by water. All my toys are floating. Including the police motorbike my uncle gave me for my birthday. And Emilio, the little robot Santa brought me for Christmas. I cry. The water muffles my desperation, …

The Diary Of An Aspiring Author

2. If Only I The temperature is mild, but I still wear my k-way as it looks like it may rain soon. I can’t let that stop me, though. Don’t know what the weather is going to be like on race day. I have to be prepared for everything. I set my sport watch and …

The Diary of An Aspiring Author

1. Who am I, really? I’m wearing invisible socks today. Can you believe it? It was Christmas a minute ago, and now I am wearing invisible socks. Time flies, eh? My half-moon tattoo pops out from that little space between the end of my right sock and the beginning of my grey leggings. A space …