Category Archives: Stories
My First Love
It was strange, viewing the clearing in the forest where I first found love. I’ve often wondered if it had changed since then. 13 summers ago – how short a span of time that seems. And yet how remote. But … Continue reading →
The Journey Home
I suppose my captors think nothing of my writings. It’s not even like they can read English anyway. And keeping a journal of my imprisonment helps me makes sense of this whole thing. I never thought when I started my … Continue reading →
I see a sea of smiling faces
I looked out at the mass of bodies, all smiling at me and fixing me with a rigid expression. Didn’t know what to think about them, really. All staring towards me. Some of them looked kind, but even with a … Continue reading →
