now it's cold outside, it's quiet and dark. I'm listening for something, but can't make anything out. I'm shivering and scared, i kept thinking i would hate dying here. Hate to be left in this place, unknown and unnoticed. Falling to the ground, slowly disappearing until i am...
I write once in a while, I am a creative person and l like to tell stories.
I dream of being able to have at least one book published.
I'm a fantasy adventure kind of person. I just need time to write.
Btw do you guys know any websites where I can post stories?