The Morning after the Storm

It rained last night. A terrible storm. Wild winds and roaring skies. But that didn’t stop the little girl and her sister from going out to play. The morning was damp but there was no more rain and even a tiny peak of sunshine. Their usual pond lay clear and cool. The girls played in…

Grieving

Before this story begins, I would like to say that this is actually for my music homework. We were supposed to hand in a piece of writing using Italian words that are used in the world of classical music. This will help us remember them. So here it is: As we walked through the heavy…