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Upside Down When I woke up one day,I found my world upside down.I was terrified,I was hanging by the chandelier.Everyone around me was,going about their day.Unaffected while I,I cried and clung to the chandelier,too afraid to let gofor fear of crashing,and cracking open my skull.Hands numb with painI watched wordlesslyas the world continued to go […]
“For once, I cannot face her; I have disappointed her.”
“The fight with Peter, all of it seemed like it happened days ago, even though only a few hours had passed. “
“There’s an old saying, we don’t always know what we want, but we can be sure we don’t like what we don’t know.”
My Pottermore Results If you are like me and enjoyed Harry Potter series as a kid then you have definitely wondered where the Sorting Hat would place you. In Gryffindor, where the brave of heart dwell? Perhaps in Hufflepuff where everyone is just and loyal? Or in Ravenclaw with those of wit and learning? Maybe […]
The Sound Of Silence I closed my eyes and listened For that which is christenedsilence, it still had a sound.You’ve not fully lived,until into the sound of silence you’ve dived. The nonstop honking of the cars,can probably be heard among the starsIs this the sound of our silence now?The bikes, the buses, the trains,endless chatter fills our […]
“We cannot always allow ourselves the luxury of reading multiple books. But don’t worry if you are afraid of committing to reading a series, I’ve got that covered.”
The Search All my life I’ve been searching,for things that’d bring me joy.I’ve travelled long, and I’ve travelled far.I’ve been waiting and watchingfor my cue to laugh and enjoy. Those that went before me warned meof the perils and the dangers.I swore to keep them in mindI heeded their pleaEven though we were but strangers. […]
“You will find everything between the pages of this book. Illusions, delusions, manipulations, shape-shifting, tarot reading, deceit and misdirection will enthral you.”
“I ran my fingers across the scar on my throat. Crescent shaped, right in the hollow of my collar bone, it stayed a reminder for something I could not even recollect. “
