Last week, You made me break a vow. The one I made on my knees, I promised to guard my heart. You know, it was sealed with my tears. Firm! Later......Read more

Can We Call Grief ‘A Game?’ Let's play a game... We'll call it 'Grief'. Grief is a game, not the way you play FLAMES. In this game, you may lose, W...Read more

You know, she had a cute smile, just like mine. She could sing and dance—she won the school's first paegentry. She was the pride of our school, her ...Read more

As you approached your Mother's stall, your heart began to pound rapidly. You thought of the tall 'Uncle' with red eyes —eyes that roamed around you...Read more