I can’t help you.

A lot of people believe in their God.

The sentiment has gone.

This is the first of a series of short stories.

Withering skin – be prepare.

Withering skin and what to do.

This is an extract from a book i’m writing at the moment, it is called the nights truth and is about a girl and a boy who are best friends but then, the boy gets taken away for a while but when he comes back he is totally different, and acts like he doesn’t know the girl Kiri.
Please comment on what you think about my work so far thank you.

This is a small extract that I am writing about a teenage girl and her dog Ni’cko.
I look foward to getting any feedback, but please make it at constructive as possible!

I miss my man like mad when we are apart.

My favorite poem from a book called “Silly Stories.”
Enjoy.