Journal Novels & Stories

she said with a warm smile. That morning, as usual, I watched the kids get ready. Zara was struggling to tie her shoelaces quickly, while Zoya was running around, looking for a book that had gone missing. “Zoya, your textbook is on the dining table!” I called out, smiling at their antics.

Jayden waved his hand then focused on his journals. Felicia pursed her lips in disgust. She put the notebook back into her laptop bag and then began reading the book she had taken earlier. She photographed some of the materials she needed, not forgetting her library. Because this is important, it is often questioned by the truth guide from her library. So when looking for journals must be appropriate. Usually journals that already have an ISSN number are allowed. Jayden quietly watched Felicia, who looked serious about copying some materials to her laptop, was also busy taking photos of the books

He was under the church, the wooden floor panels above him didn't have any space between them, so he couldn't peek through. Will kept investigating his surroundings, it was actually quite spacious. He could almost completely stand here. The only thing he found unsettling was a rats nest in the far corner of the foundation. There were some cobwebs but he didn't mind those. He grabbed his stone dagger from his waist went towards the rats nest, he kicked the nest and four rats came scurrying out. One was as large as his foot, he decided to stab it as it passes by him. This scared the other rats even more, they fled outside and didn't come back.

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Daisy recalled her period of time in Japan. If she wasn’t too haunted by the death of a girl student who lived in the same house with her colleague called Hana. She wouldn’t have gone to the bar, wouldn’t have gotten drunk and all of the bad problems didn’t happen. Having sex with a strange, unknown man.

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"You really need to see this!" Without waiting for an answer, she put out her arm and showed a torn letter she was holding tightly. Ethan could smell his pack right away, but he didn't know who had written the letter. It was a message that looked like it was written quickly and messy, like the sender was in a hurry. Gabriel moved forward, his "alpha" reflexes kicking in. He picked up the letter and quickly looked at what it said. As he read, his face got darker. "What's that?" Ethan asked, with his heart racing from worry.

Ernest said. Don named a journal. It was one of the serious literary journals—not the largest, not the one with the highest circulation or the most prestige, but one with a reputation for the kind of long-form essay that Don had written. The journal was based in London, had been publishing for several decades, and had a readership that was small but dedicated. Don had been reading it for years. He had submitted pieces to it twice before—once in the third year, a piece about the kitchen garden that had been rejected, and once in the fifth year, a piece about the Portugal trip that had been accepted

Hope you understand (: • *** First's playlist: • Mirage (theme song) - Elina • Black and White (second theme song) - Niall Horan • What a time - Julia Michaels ft. Niall Horan • You & me - James TW • Monsters - Katie Sky (the single version) • Paper planes - Elina • Here's your perfect - Jamie Miller • You mean to tell me - Tatiana Manaois • Ours - Taylor Swift (if you want to listen to it, then go to Spotify and type "First on w*****d" you will get it) *** Please keep in mind that this book is the first thing I wrote before I started embarking on journey of being a writer. I have no background or writing experiences or courses done on creative writing so please excuse my newbie mistakes and