Jessica Granados
Bio
Jessica is an artist of several gifts. She makes art and culture an ongoing part of her lovely days. She enjoys expressing herself through writing tales and composing pieces. She’ll write about the things that mesmerizes us, for sure.
Stories (7)
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The Exile’s Awakening to Refuge
Standing in my kitchen, I looked out the window. The sun was hanging low, the sky was pink it was an Indian summer type of day. The palms were swaying in an eerie way bending in the whistling wind. A Saint Bernard dog ran down the road, and then started chasing its tail.
By Jessica Granados5 years ago in Fiction
Change Within to Change What Is Without
I just bought a box of delicious kumquats, of the yielding of our small world. What’s going on with our world everyone? It’s working overtime for us while being contaminated. How can we let this happen to our world? We must change within to get this right. Let me explain what I’m trying to convey. It’s time to love our beautiful world; not in part, but in whole. I must interject this thought about what’s going on with our oceans. On the afterhours news I saw garbage patches taking up more space than should be allowed. Each year millions of tons of plastic enter the ocean, after flowing from river channels. Several portions of this plastic flows into the ocean and develops huge garbage patches. This junk gets stuck in the vortex of our ocean’s currents. Garbage patches will eventually outweigh all of the ocean’s fish, if we don’t make a change soon; and the largest — the Great Pacific Garbage Patch — includes an estimated 1.8 trillion pieces of trash and covers an area twice the size of Texas.
By Jessica Granados5 years ago in Earth
It’s Not a Date Madame
At sundry times, in a distant yesteryear, there was a certain friend of mine that called to something inside of me. He was chivalry personified collectively: honor, courage and courtesy are the words. How could all this be true? If you’re wondering who’s that? He’s my dream, my friend, my superhero, the caretaker, the glee maker, the love giver, the gift giver, my pleasure satisfier, the kiss craver, my sire. This is more than what I had thought of him at first. Now, I want him so. I want to be fantastic like that for my Vincent too. I realized all this for the first time when . . . Now let me start from the beginning. How and where do I begin to tell this?
By Jessica Granados5 years ago in Humans
