Growing up, learning everything that comes along with it, including the varying perspectives in life, death and everything in between. A story told by two boys trying to figure out their fleeting youth, in a coming-of-age story of their own. Copyright © 2016 Zen. All Rights Reserved.
❝We almost made it. I almost called you 'mine,' And you almost called me 'yours,' I think we almost loved each other But the only thing I was sure about is that almost wasn't good enough.❞ - Nautica Elaine Woods
In which we set your writing skills to the test in a bunch of fun one-shot contests.
***WATTPAD FEATURED STORY*** In order to forgive, you must forget, and the only way to do that is to distract yourself with the present, throw away the past, and keep your eyes steady on the future.
Letters to the shapeless sentiments. [#15 in Non-fiction] [Originally written for Collateral Beauty contest by @Romance] [Completed]
