As the days go by, it's tiring. It's really hard to study and have a sideline at the same time. "Viv, are you coming later?" my friend, Isa, asked me, who is eager to go to her talking stage partner's birthday.
By Sofia Mae about a year ago in Chapters
Minutes later, the ambulance came and took my father in. With us, the ambulance sped its way to the nearest hospital. "Rogelio!" my mother's voice makes me hurt more than it is. I hugged her while she was crying about all these happenings.
A warm sunlight greeted me. I could feel its warmth, but the wind didn't seem to match the season. Even though it was hot, the breeze is very cold. My long, wavy hair is blowing in the wind as if it is dancing.
