Is there any way on how to be a good writer?
I feel left out.
The birds don’t sing,
The music does not start.
The strength that I am suppose to have is not there.
Have I gone crazy?
I’m seeing a different world….. Or is this the world we live in?
I cannot say how much I care. Who can respond to a story like that?
There is this teacher at my school. She told a story on a. Students thesis project about her kids. And how much she cares. She is so motherly, that I wish I was her kid. She told one story about a kid who locked himself into a closet and shot him self. It was a friends child. It was hard to hear the video, because the noise of the bus. I saw her cry once and I never wanted to see it again. Her body language […]