Nostalgia

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The sound of crushed dry leaves

A childhood of adventures

A long hike

A packed lunch

How I wish it never ends

Period.

Dreaming My Dream

"Arts Cloud Jellyfish" by Certerain

That day, do you remember?

We shared our dreams about the future

Strangely they matched

I think that was when you liked me

Times

Beach and ocean

Scent of waves that I long for

Treacherously so.

Art Credit: "Nostalgia" by orbedonna

My Ideal Home

An essay written for school assignment~ It was my favourite. I tried not to edit the mistakes just to preserve it the way it is.
   

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Have you ever wonder how many ideal home one can have? An ideal home should be a home which one really wants to be in. But, is it possible to have more than one ideal homes? My answer would be that it goes with the age.

          When I was a very young girl, I stayed in a wooden house. The house was surrounded by trees. There were hole around the house. People from outside could peek at what my family was doing. The floor could squeak, laugh or worse - break. I never dared to look outside the window because my imagination could run wild that I could see an old woman staring from the trees. That kind of home is scary for a young girl I was. So at that age, my ideal home is a house so perfect without any old ladies, no trees, no holes and no floor.