Once upon a time, there was a kingdom.
Ok, actually, let me address what you’re thinking right off the bat: This is not a story about a woman with loose morals. 1,459 more words
A mysterious island. An abandoned orphanage. A strange collection of curious photographs.
A horrific family tragedy sets sixteen-year-old Jacob journeying to a remote island off the coast of Wales, where he discovers the crumbling ruins of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. 264 more words
I remember being extremely grateful to get off the school bus every day. School busses are a special kind of bus-related-hell. Unless you are good friends with someone who gets off at your stop or a stop after you, you are on your own to deal with a bunch of shitty kids who you have nothing in common with except that you get on the bus that turns “left” out of the school parking lot instead of “right.” 837 more words
Part 2 …
We took turns watching over the fallen soldier, death still clung to him like a ghastly shadow and we feared the damage to his throat was irreversible, but Hara was skilled in her art with local herbs and I watched learning as she applied poultice or mixed a lotion. 349 more words