Jazz

Longing for something, something special.Longing for the glowing, red apple on the top branch of the tree.Longing for just one more episode ...

“I'm okay,” I say, as I look in the mirror.“I'm okay,” I whisper, as I lock the front door.“I'm okay,” I think, as I nervously sit on the bu...

Mom, I want to die. I can’t take it much longer.They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.But it's exhausting me and pushing me down...

James Burns slowly opened his eyes, still feeling tired. He wanted to rub them, but something stopped him. He tried to move his legs, but co...

I am going to die tomorrow.Tick, tick. The clock reads 11.38 pm.I look out of the window. The sky is pitch black and only the moon lights up...