In fifth grade I broke my hand. It was during the climbing unit in gym class. My friend and I were competing to see who could climb the speed wall fas..
The light from the late night coffee shopinterrupts the peaceful darkness of night.The busy rush of the day is long gone,a few stragglers left.One man..
I long to see people hidden behind their books as they read. Remember holding a book with both of your hands to keep it open?Being completely dedicate..