Friday Fictioneers

The Ugly Picture

'Write an essay until the end of the day,' she had said with a smile and gave me the ugliest picture I had ever seen. My future depends on this story, lays in the hands of a teacher, who will either show mercy or let me fail. How can I dream if there is emptiness? How… Continue reading The Ugly Picture

Friday Fictioneers

Perfect Timing Indeed

The roses are for my blogging premier and I appreciate it. I am glad I found them, they were hidden, hard to see. Curiosity got the best of me -as always- and I clicked myself to the price. Of course, it's just a picture! It's the virtual word but still, it means so much to me.… Continue reading Perfect Timing Indeed