A collection of random things written in the margins of notebooks.

There is a secret that must be revealed.

A fictitious short story about non-sense, little people and rainbows. Meant to be humorous not offensive.

If you can explain this, be my guest.

Being made special and unique is not what I want to prefer, for it is being simple and ordinary, but I could not prepare.

This is a true story about a little person standing up for what he believes in, friendship.