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 …

Imagine

Imagine there's no countriesIt isn't hard to doNothing to kill or die forAnd no religion, too Imagine all the peopleLiving life in peace You, you may say I'm a dreamerBut I'm not the only oneI hope someday you will join usAnd the world will be as one Imagine no possessionsI wonder if you canNo need …

Aria

The Eye Society Aria shut the trapdoor to her home behind her and looked around for the last time.  She used to go up and down that tunnel a dozen times a day when she was little, but that habit was long gone now. The sound of the air purifier filled the long white corridor. …