Author's e-books - Loss. Page - 1
Danny Jackson, an ex-gang member and recent parolee lives at 2048 Stirling Road London, third floor, room 27 - the same apartment as socially inept loner, Mary Oswald. The catch is that Danny lived there in 1997 and Mary in 2016. Through some kind of paranormal occurrence, they see each other in the mirror one night, and they embark on a strange but real love affair that transcends time.
A selection of poems and verses which try to express the extremes of emotions felt with that little thing called love and the almost inevitable loss of love.
Behind her, the noise escalated it was that of a man, no a animal? All I knew is that my Little girl was in danger. I had no way of getting to her. I could hear through her, her own breaths and gasps of fear and terror.
Well I can not write much here because it's a short story and I would take away everything while explaining what it's about. I can say it's sad and emotional and I did all my best to write it in english, the original is german. Enjoy reading and spend a few minutes with Corinne :)
A little boy has to let go of the past, if he doesnt do it now, then when will he?
This is a new addition to my books. I am personally a recovering cutter. I used to cut almost every week. I've cut once in the last month, and that was on the night of April 30th, 2014, when the love of my life gave up on me and ended the relationship with me for the final time. I decided that, since there are a lot of troubled teens out there who struggle with this kind of pain, this kind of addiction, I should publish a book on my poetry of my cutting days, then and now. So that's what this
Danny Jackson, an ex-gang member and recent parolee lives at 2048 Stirling Road London, third floor, room 27 - the same apartment as socially inept loner, Mary Oswald. The catch is that Danny lived there in 1997 and Mary in 2016. Through some kind of paranormal occurrence, they see each other in the mirror one night, and they embark on a strange but real love affair that transcends time.
A selection of poems and verses which try to express the extremes of emotions felt with that little thing called love and the almost inevitable loss of love.
Behind her, the noise escalated it was that of a man, no a animal? All I knew is that my Little girl was in danger. I had no way of getting to her. I could hear through her, her own breaths and gasps of fear and terror.
Well I can not write much here because it's a short story and I would take away everything while explaining what it's about. I can say it's sad and emotional and I did all my best to write it in english, the original is german. Enjoy reading and spend a few minutes with Corinne :)
A little boy has to let go of the past, if he doesnt do it now, then when will he?
This is a new addition to my books. I am personally a recovering cutter. I used to cut almost every week. I've cut once in the last month, and that was on the night of April 30th, 2014, when the love of my life gave up on me and ended the relationship with me for the final time. I decided that, since there are a lot of troubled teens out there who struggle with this kind of pain, this kind of addiction, I should publish a book on my poetry of my cutting days, then and now. So that's what this