#39: A family member who’s also a friend

My dad may not be the richest or most famous person on the planet. In real life he may be just a retired french teacher who loves books and antiques but as far as I know, he's the greatest man in the universe. I never knew a more devoted person to everything than him, whether... Continue Reading →


#37: Returning home

"I want to see you again. I want everything to go back to any moment when you were¬†there and keep you from ever getting away from my sight again. I wish I had so many more of those infinite moments to hold on to, even though nothing would never be enough. I wish that everything... Continue Reading →

#36: Places to write best

This here - My crappy dorm room - isn't one of them, yet I try to be as creative as I can every time that I sit here. But apart from it, as an engineering student and an amateur writer at the same time I don't have a place where I usually go to write... Continue Reading →

#34: Favorite word

To begin with, Stephen King is, as far as I can tell, the most gifted writer when it comes to drawing the scenes of a story despite that most of his subjects are - as he says himself - "gross". I started reading Stephen King's "The dark tower I - The gunslinger" about five years... Continue Reading →

#31: My first crush

Her name was Asma, and I was 7 years old when I first noticed that I had certain feelings for her. I was too young to have the kind of feelings that I do now, so maybe it wasn't even a real "crush", but there was a thing. I was in primary school and the... Continue Reading →

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