I’m okay

Was a bad the one who was not right? Were all our actions comparable, measurable, always similarly perceptible? Does it really matter that one killed another one because of the trauma one has experienced? Because of pain which murmured caused Read more…

The lake house 3

Maya stood up quickly. There was something in his eyes that made her heart beat faster. Seemingly harmless gestures and words brought a wave of discomfort. Anxiety, chaos took over her mind. She proceeded to the kitchen, sort of on Read more…

The lake house 2

A narrow path led to a small, simple, wooden house. The house appeared to be well maintained but definitely neglected for a longer while. Leaves, twigs, and brunches lay down on a spacious patio. Windows were dirty, dead flies and Read more…