FEAR ITSELF IS ONE THING BUT DEATH IS SO MUCH WORSE
As I write this tears stream from my eyes, the memory burns so painfully in my head. That bright spark, that role model that number one gone like a flash. seven years of hate how I regret it that much, not being there and disbelieving. Now death has come and taken all that away, the death of a loved one is something, but the death of two loved one in a matter of second is something else. My grandma the only person I could call a role model
animals
why do we as a nation love animals so much, is it because they offer us comfort and friendships, or they just make a house feel like home. the reason I love animals is they way I was brought up. I always had animals around me mostly cats and dogs with the occasional reptile and fish thrown in to the mix. I like the feeling you get when you can love something that can love you back be human or animals. due to my own experience I prefer small animals that I can pick up and play wit
Writers block a crime of the mind!
Discovering a cure
The other day I was writing, one minute words were flowing from my head the next minute a concrete wall had been built and all the words disappeared. I was a victim of writers block any journalist, authors or writers worst enemy. So I thought to myself is there a cure for writers block, and in spent a good two or three hours searching, browsing and finding nothing. I was disappointed so I gave up in the end saved my story and closed the
