Nobody would be more unlucky than Sandara?

Angela and Kariann went camping. They decided to look for leaves.They found leaves of all kindsand colors. They also found something they didn’t count on.

A true story about lives in Vancouver, BC. Written for Duffs writting challenge.

A humorous story.

A little rhyme I thought up while driving to London.

Jim and his friends set out for the weekend down to his late uncle’s cottage, the place which held a bad memory in his mind since his childhood, one that he hoped he could forget forever by going back there.

My experiences driving.

There once was a man from Iran, he drove around in a van…

I will never lose memory of this lesson from the past.

The traveler of the poem “Listeners” comes to the dilapidated house and knocks on the door. And finally someone answers his call…