The smell of freshly brewed coffee. The smell of spring. The smell of summer rain. The smell of pine, while walking through the forest. Rays of sun falling onto my face. The feeling of cold air meeting my face in the winter time. The feeling of rain or snow touching my skin. The feeling … More The little Things
Open your eyes! Choices, Possibilities, Decisions. Easy ones and hard ones. But still yours, right? Sometimes, it does not feel that way. Second thoughts are coming your way. Like clouds. Covering all those decisions. Big formations of clouds, growing bigger and bigger the longer you think about them. Now, it is a thunderstorm. Every … More Second Thoughts and Thunderstorms
Violette stepped slowly inside the house. The temperature was slightly higher than outside. Her heartbeat still rang in her ears, beating violently. “Hello? Maggie? Robert? Are you here?” Hopelessly, she looked around. The light of her lantern fell ghostly on the ragged furniture around her. There was no trace of the elderly married couple. Maybe … More The Sun (Writing Prompt #14) Part Three
Staring in the distance. Laugh or cry? Stand up and run or lay down? Sit through this or fight against it? All these questions and still no action. What kind of feeling is this? Is there a feeling? Weeks melting into one moment. Floating. Wake up. Go to work. Try to give your body some … More Distance
What if he would not let her out again? She sat in this little cabinet for over 100 years now and waited for her revenge. Finally she heard noises from outside. Maybe her time had come.
So, why is it so difficult living with the people all around you? Why is it so painful sometimes? Sometimes, friendship kills you. Sometimes, you don’t even know why you chose a person to be his or her friend. Or worse: Sometimes, you don’t know, why they chose you. I am prone to failure. And … More An Open Letter: Friendship and Failure
He sat down quietly with his jacket casually draped upon his shoulders. “I will drown all of you little detectives”, he said, biting slowly into his hamburger.
He looked into the mirror. His eyes lit up green. The mirror shattered. The curse was on him now.
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