The clock stopped… 74 minutes past 18… struggling to get up. Today was the only day this year that I didn’t want to get up. My mother's funeral is the last place I want to get ready. A teenage boy's worst nightmare. I wish this were all a dream, my mom waking me up and hugging me one last time. The news, the car crash. All a silly accident. Blaming myself for her not driving me to school this morn...

Chapter 1

Lessons learned

It was a night, I woke up to a horrible thunderstorm happening outside, it sounding like buckets of water were just being poured on the roof. I couldnt go back to sleep that night. All my thoughts gathered in my head like they were forever super glued to my brain. It was a school day the next morning but I couldn’t even think about that right now. Day dreaming was a thing...

If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am the storm,

They fall ever so effortlessly,

In a cloud of ideas with love surrounding me,

Making a wish, with love and hope falling tears of joy fulfilling me, The sleepy blue skies above me sparkled and shined as I passed by, the calm crystal clear lake filled the unwanted measures of air, but not completely, storms are not a wish it’s a requirement...