Pages

Wednesday, 28 August 2019

Diary entry 1-Father is sick-Treasure box!

I was staying at a terrifying and unhappy dark shed then I saw my father weak and depressed as his final days of life is nearly at an end. I heard my lonely father say his last words before his death. I feel his soul being drained as he sleeps peacefully in his damp and fearless coffin.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment.