The dream.
#WritcoStoryPrompt6
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge..That was back before I had ever felt pain,abandonment or saddness...
I can remember walking on my dads feet while he held my hands in the sand.Feeling so safe like nothing could enter my little world with my...
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge..That was back before I had ever felt pain,abandonment or saddness...
I can remember walking on my dads feet while he held my hands in the sand.Feeling so safe like nothing could enter my little world with my...