My Turn to See_Stolen Heart_Encounter with a ghost_Isella, the moon.
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My Turn to See
My mama used to tell me that the mind of a child and that of an adult can never really meet. Not naturally. As a result, I felt that parents—at least one— had to put themselves in the shoes of the child. My mother did it for me. In those days when I’d return from school, terrified to tell my father that I needed to pay my school fees, that I needed a new pen or a new notebook, my mother would be the mediator. She’d be the one who tried to understand me. I never knew how hard it was.I thought everything was and would remain perfect in my own home. I worked day and night to make sure I gave my c...
Stolen Heart
The lights blinked back ferociously at my eyes. I groaned as my head thumped loudly with the migraine. "Leila", a voice whispered from my right. My head snapped in the direction, trying to look for it. But my eyes struggled, it seemed like everything has turned upside down. "Leila, over here", the voice spoke again and my eyes searched with fervor until they found his. "James!", I exclaimed and he shook his head urgently. "Keep quiet Kid", he hissed, looking around him cautiously. His harsh tone ticked me off and I was ready to burst at him when I realized he was hanging upside down. It meant...
Encounter with a ghost
ENCOUNTER WITH A GHOST If I had been told, I would have simply disregarded it. Another delusion, I would say. I was no believer of any superstition, and I made sure to put that clear to anyone I associated with. My friends would say my attitude towards things that were in fact, true, even as they sounded improbable, would misguide me some day. I would only laugh at their statement. “I’m not changing my views either ways,” I would firmly reply. I’m not sure if that reply still stands today. What I’ve seen with my own eyes had changed that. And now, I am left to decide whether to believe all sup...
Isella, the moon.
A long time ago, long before you and I, Isella, the moon, fell in love. She was more beautiful than you can evwww.onedoor.ccer imagine, with white skin and freckles and eyes that shone brighter than stars. She was in love with Lother, a man, and so her family disapproved. “You should not love a man, they are mortal and quarrelsome and thoroughly un-poetic,” they said, “you should love Almer, the wind or Umber, the sun, far more fair and noble than any man on earth”. Isella, as is to be expected, disagreed. She loved Lother, she loved his eyes, his innocence, his way of looking at the world, . So ...