They always made sure to tell me I wasn’t perfect. Maybe they whispered it to me while I was sleeping, or communicated it with there dry, loveless gazes. No matter how they told me it was always clear: You are flawed...
Silvana was a normal, plaine and shy teenage girl until she decides to go snooping about her aunt and uncle's room in search of anything that will give her information about her mother. She does find something, an old journal and what is written will change her life drastically.
Just started writing and it came out randomly...Its not THAT good, but i hope you guys enjoy reading it. :-)
Its basically 'by a girl and a boy, and both of them together'...Sounds confusing eh?:P read it and feel free to ask if you dont get it. :-)
As winter comes, i cant help but sigh, yeah, we all miss the summer weather, but something about the grey sky, not really being able to distinguish between morning, miday and afternoon (till it gets dark, of course), rather calming.