After the loss of her father, Claire and her mother make the move from their bustling life in Florida, to a more humbling one in the small town of Winterset, Iowa.

Tentang hujan dan kenangan yang diturunkan dari langit malam

Poem about rain

Won’t you try

Try as hard as ever you can

To meet the things you like

Within a lifetime

If you can’t ever gonna make it

The only thing you can do is

Try for another time

Over and over again

Until you see

What you like to see

I know where we all came from

And where we are going to be

In generations to come and centuries to destroy

What a hard line everyone crosses here

Is that a cold one or warm one

We all had to get back

Feels like jaded

No, you’re not right?

Get yourself together

We gotta made it

Made it to as far as we can

Made it to the highest as possible

What you mean

To the winning right?

Till you see yourself at your favorite place in life

Our souls never gonna leave us

Until we make it out of here

All the ghosts of difficulties with us

Until we left them in the light

To see the life

In this long run of life, everyone's too busy to care for one another

everyone runs their own race

Just when life seems to be a bit cozier, another strong gust of wind blows pass by Lee Yeona

Life never turns out the way she hope it to be...let's read more about the cruel tricks of life on her :)

Escape into the forest, in the comfort of your cabin...

This story was based on actual events and i wanted to do a piece telling my version of what happened.

Sometimes a big event is not needed to make some changes in life.

One moment is enough, to change the life forever.

Life is very zigzagged, life becomes useless if we do not plan in advance.

If we don't think about tomorrow then we will be left behind. This is the way we think, but do we all get happiness in the future?

This story is also based on this same philosophy.

I came up with the idea for this story after being inspired by a writing prompt on Sweek.com.

I had never previously written anything related to horror, but I came up with this idea for the story featuring a brother and sister trying to find each other with a little girl (ghost/spirit) after them,

It's really short, but I always enjoy short and to the point stories.

If you guys enjoy it and find it interesting, then this will definitely not be the end for Sammi Nova. :)

Poetry about my island home

Sheldon Alfloyd was forced to move in with his aunt in the countryside, where everything was different from the city. It was dull, mundane, and there were cows, but it was perfect. The trees, the fields, the grass, the rain... and the ginger haired girl with the glowing butterflies, who never speaks.

Drowning in rain was better than the dark shadows. One step into it, and he would fall to his death.