Biography
Fruit Jello
I have a sister who is four months older than me. Okay, she’s my step-sister, but we’ve been together since we were both five years old, so we are close. We are almost as close as twins. As any kids who grow up together, we could speak to each other without uttering a word or a sound.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Chapters
Life after Death
Currently, until technology presents a solution or an unforeseen event occurs, all humans are mortal. Each one of us has a limited time on Earth. However, many individuals believe that there is more to life beyond this planet, that there is something waiting for us after death. But is there evidence to support this belief?
By velasco liama2 years ago in Chapters
A Marble Garden in China. Content Warning.
The presence of a beloved individual with whom I share an unbreakable connection makes an idyllic day for me. The setting is the embrace of nature and a serene garden. Feeling the sun's warmth on our faces while a gentle breeze cools us. The fresh air of a new season carries the fragrant aroma of blooming flowers, delighting our senses. It wasn't until my thirties that my life made that outing far better than I had ever dreamed.
By Elisa Green2 years ago in Chapters
The bumpy road of my life.
The year is 1983 and it´s August and I begin second grade in my new school. It was a big class, 32 pupils with me! We only had one teacher, but she was so good at holding us together and staying calm, so we had good learning lessons. Every grade had 3 parallels so you can understand the school was quite big, all from a daycare center to the 9th grade.
By Sylvette Bergius Demircan2 years ago in Chapters
Time
I had two choices: Cry a bit longer and risk the whites of my eyes and puffiness around not having enough time to go back to normal, or push the feelings aside and try to focus on something else. The former would have made sense. I had about 20 minutes until my clients would arrive - 5 more minutes to cry, 5 minutes to fix my makeup and 10 minutes to put the mask back on, with its painted smile across it.
By Sabrina Rupolo2 years ago in Chapters
