Communication from afar is hard. In the past they used letters. But nowadays, we use all sorts of fancy technology. Instead of bringing us together, maybe we have become less patient. Less romantic. Less engaged. There is another problem. Online communication is prone to create tension and arguments which could have been avoided.
Being a rather pathetic she-demon sucks. And it's even worse if you're terrible at being bad. This is a collection of my failures.
The children are busy drawing houses. Someone is looking for home.
"Love knows no race, no rules, and no boundaries". An Entry to the 500-Word Flash Fiction Contest
In a world divided, two young people sheltered by their society and fated to live lives filled with with only beauty or function find a way to bridge the gap between the two.
Through a plan crash to men through different languages learn love.
This is my burden and my gift. No one can know and no one will know. This mask is all that i have and it will stay with me for as long as I live, never cracking or breaking. It is my curse and my blessing. It is my mask. How does one live in a world where mercy is killing someone? Hiding her emotions behind a mask, seventeen-year-old...