“I will never forget, love.” She said. Her voice was barely audible. Soft. Weak. Raspy and crackly. And they all stayed silent for a moment. Her grandma closed her eyes. Her hand got colder and colder. She was still breathing softly…

I open the front door. And follow my dog outside. The leash is already tight and Bob is pulling me along. The soil of the front garden is covered in brown, yellow, and orange leaves that have fallen from the large tree on the side of the road…

“I don’t know,” she says to her teacher. “Okay, Melina what do you want to do after high school?” The teacher asks another kid. “I think I want to become a lawyer!” The girl replies excitedly. “Oh, that’s a great one, Melina. Anyone else wanting to become a lawyer?”

The stage was empty. There was a small desk at which the elder man could stand and speak. An adjustable microphone that he could speak in, a clicker to go to the next slide. Before the talk, he was explained that a slide is like a paper but then on a large screen, and with every click, the paper would be wiped away and a new would appear. So the clicker was to show new information on the screen. The elder man knew…

The bells jangled and a man behind the herd poked one of the cows on its bum. “MOVE” He yelled out loud. It was almost sundown and they still had to walk for about a kilometer. Now, this wasn’t a long-distance for a man, but for a man having to make sure all of his herd goes in the right direction this was a long walk. It would most certainly take them two hours to even get to the village, let alone getting all the cattle into the fence…

The clicking of her keyboard filled the office. She was the only one there yet. It was about 8 am and she was exhausted already. She had, had a great night of sleep and woke up energized. Her body felt alive, but her mind was dragging along…

The orange light spread over the table, as they sat down. Their food was steaming hot. All four of them grabbed their plate and started to scoop and grab the food that was still in pots and pans…

His girlfriend felt amazing. She had just had one of the best days of her life. She was rejoiced to share it with him. Her voice trembled with excitement quickly rushing through the words, trying to squeeze as much information into her story…

Her brown fluffy coat was a great choice this morning. The weather started to change quickly into autumn. The wind was picking up and blowing through the narrow streets of the town. It might start to rain in just a few minutes as well…