IbiN : Writing

The long-lost roommate

The long-lost roommate

A Story by IbiN


I woke up at 7 am. It was early because I have to get to work at 9. So I thought I could maybe drink a coffee in the coffee shop down the street..
The painter

The painter

A Story by IbiN


You look old. Your face is marked by all the experiences in your life. Your cap is sitting crooked on your head. It looks like one of these..
Dread

Dread

A Story by IbiN


The lights were dissolved. There was no sound. I’ve only heard my panting breath going faster and faster. I couldn’t move; my legs we..
Forever

Forever

A Poem by IbiN


Forever The first day, I opened my eyes, I know, You were by my side. The first word I said, The first steps I’ve done, I k..
Music

Music

A Story by IbiN


I’m so tired.. I want to sleep.. I woke up at 6:15 this morning.. At 7 I left the house and went to school.. It’s funny to walk to schoo..