It was getting dark went I got to the lake. I gripped my jacket tighter as the cold began to creep down my spine. There was, ...

I'm not really sure if I have the courage to leave home. I promised myself that before I turned twenty-five, I'd moved out and...

I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms and I would hide my face in you, and you would hide...

"We all need someone to look at us. We can be divided into four categories according to the kind of look we wish to live under....