Slithered in Evil

Written in 2008 At the beginning I had a feeling the outside would be bad. But I kept riding on this roller coaster. He came across as a nice guy maybe a little troublemaker, but nothing I couldn't handle.  Then everything went black. My life suddenly spun out of  my hands into his.  An Evil... Continue Reading →


Hidden Tranquility

The smell of honey and tea wafted into my nostrils, before I even walked into the front door. A gypsy framed on the wall captired my eyes. Her sky blue eyes held a secret as she danced in the clouds. Underneath her, pyramids stood tall, some hidden in shadows. My feet moved inside the gypsy... Continue Reading →

New journey Begins…

Written 10/16/15         And a new adventure has begun. The ceiling is covered in colors and hand painted designs. I had been here before. A tea house made in Tajikistan, broken down, and rebuilt here in Boulder, Colorado. The people here have a friendlier feel compared to cities. Although, money is present... Continue Reading →


                                    Written in 2008          Tears dripped down her already wet cheeks, splashing onto her now damp paper. The only noise in the room was the clock ticking with every tear. Her eyes finally became dry and puffy. Her heart felt a clenching ache. No one would ever see this, she thought as she tightly... Continue Reading →

Lost in a Mirage

                                            Written in 2008     At the beginning, I had a feeling the outcome would be bad, but I kept on riding this roller coaster. He came across as a nice guy, maybe a little troublemaker. But nothing I couldn't handle. Then everything went black... My     life                         suddenly    spun                                             out                                         of my... Continue Reading →

Money, the Object of Evil

Snow erupts in the sky, and starts hitting the ground. It's close to looking like that blinding fog that was 9 months ago when I had an almost fatal accident in Wyoming. My adrenaline is pumping. I can feel it all over my body. As if it is playing a song with every hit it... Continue Reading →

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