Here we are about to inhale the beauty of yesteryear ;so much Welsh charm.

The beauty and olde worlde charm is awesome.

A well which was in middle of the hall had been found by two boys not knowing the sinister part it held and not knowing what is to come.

This literary descriptive peice was done in high school. Received top marks in the class

Contemplation of ghosts within an old manor.

Short story.

This is the first short story that I created in almost four years. In that time, my poetry has being outgrowing the amount of my stories. The real-time tale that inspired the story is quite amusing. Whereas the moment after that event, I began writing the first two pages. This story is unlike any other that I wrote. Since age ten I’ve been reading classical literature and I’ve decided to put this in an elder form of English, and I’m only seventeen. This story is my groundbreaking one, a horror/suspense short story, unlike any of my mystery ones. But truly, if anyone thinks of it, all genres are interconnected into mystery. I hope the reader enjoys, for as all that I’ve shown are amazed at how well it is written. It is copyrighted so no stealing. Even though that it may look REALLY long, it is only fourteen pages long. I also did the cover art which took me just about three hours to entirely. Comments are greatly taken.

Davina, a Londoner, left her home for greener pastures in Edinburgh. She found her man but her greed brought her downfall. Rosaline became Davina’s only salvation in the end as she she dedicated a very touching poem to her daughter.

Caroline was in awe as she stared around at her stunning surroundings, the furniture, the paintings, the ornaments, the fireplaces, everything was amazing. This was the kind of place she had dreamt of since she was a little girl, and now here she was in her very own manor.