Michaella : Writing

christmas

christmas

A Story by Michaella


It was Christmas eve, I had just finished work, all my work friends were sitting in a van in the warehouse smoking.Everyone was talking about families..
my boy

my boy

A Story by Michaella


My boy, My darling boy. It wasn't always like this. Things were better, I think, it ws so long ago. Life before the lust for blood. We had a nice home..
Rain

Rain

A Story by Michaella


As I sit next to the window.I start to dream away.I love to watch the rain falling from the sky.The sky is dark; looks like it should be night.I love ..