Secret Garden

“Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.” I have a secret garden. It’s a beautiful garden, with sunshine and flowers everywhere. There’s a stone path that winds itself through the different sections. It carries its traveller between the different flowers and trees. They all reach out, desperate to touch whoever…

A Farewell of Sorts

I started this blog two years ago as something I had always wanted to try. I didn’t expect much out of it, but I thought I should actually create a blog instead of just always talking about one. Two years ago I was in my senior year in high school. My parents still had their…