Late in the night the only light, shines from the forsaken Christmas tree. Each forgotten little sparkling white…
The sun’s rays still beat down hot as the afternoon slowly faded to evening. A breeze blew off…
The quiet all around was loud inside my head. I felt a sense of expectancy in the air….
 Sometimes the scars are angry. Sometimes they scream. Sometimes the scars will bleed. Sometimes they whisper. Sometimes the…
“Hold on!†she screamed. The rain continued to come down hard causing her hair to hand over her…
She never got the opportunity to have her own children. Life or fate, whatever you call it, prevented…
