Kiraa

This short story was written my freshman year on a weekday very late in the night. I recently found it in a box of old papers. It was entitled Chapter One. I wonder where the rest would have taken us.

"Love each other unconditionally, without hesitation and without doubt. Take time to appreciate what you have instead of dwelling on what you don't. "

Nature is a constant and we've become a flake

In response to the story "The Lady or the Tiger?" by Frank R. Stockton Written a year ago

Another story I recently found, written when I was eleven.