The Diary Of The Forgotten Child
Another day in paradise, I woke up to sky’s of grey, unusual, as the weather seemed unforgiving these past few days, guess this was our day off. A calm breeze creeps through the cracks of my walls, almost greeting me with an enthusiastic grin, as though to say with a chipper demeanor, “Have a nice day”. As I make my way out, the sun’s presence is made known, the clouds, though shielding us from its sight, can’t do much to...
