CategoriesInspiration

My Children Mean Everything To Me

Just now I checked on my children at their room. They look really angelic and peaceful in their sleep. When I looked at them, I’ve come to realization of how time flies. They used to be so small and fragile, but now they’re growing up. This reminds me of a poem with the title “My Children Mean Everything To Me”. Read the poem below: read more

CategoriesFiction

8 Letters

This is a short story written by my daughter, fondly known as Yaya, when she was 15 years old. The story was inspired by the song called “8 Letters” and it was sung by a group from USA called Why Don’t We. read more

CategoriesFiction

THE VOICE

I woke up with darkness surrounding me. My head hurts from waking up on the floor and from wondering too much. Nonetheless, I try to keep my head straight just so I could wonder more. Darkness is everywhere around me. I see nothing, not even my own hands which I had stretch out in front of me. I wanted to cry but my pride won’t let me. read more