Infinity And Beyond (part 1) Love. No love. #life is hard either way. You can try to live it up, you can try to laugh it out. As Im sitting in my armchair and staring at a wall with all those pictures I cant stop thinking about #life, the wonderful experience I had.. Yeah, Im alone, you probably think now that poor old lady, she just buried the love of her #life, she just stopped living and loving and being. But I am here, although I cant move, cause I am in pain and Im not physically hurting. As Im staring at a wall and having all those memories rushing through my head.. You know, that first tiny photo in the left corner, It was taken in 1950s we were on our first date, in our city's annual Christmas fair. Well maybe it wasn't a date to be exact, it was the day we met, as usual at that time of the year some people were skating on a pond, some were playing games, but I was walking around with my cup of hot cocoa. I was sad, because I just had a fight with my sister, I am the oldest one out of my 5 sisters and brothers, so I have to teach them good manners and other things. We had a fight with her because she wanted to run away with a neighbors boy. She is only 16 and she is way too young to realize what true love is also our mother couldn't bare her child missing. I was deep sinked in my thoughts that I didn't even realized how I suddenly walked on top of the ice, and in seconds I was lying on the ground embarrassed with cocoa in my hair... Oh yeah, that was the moment when I first heard his voice: "are you OK?", and then he burst out laughing about this stupid situation.. I mean it is funny when you think about it, seeing face buried in the snow and blond hair turning all wet and brown. Hmm... This is not the moment that I realized my feelings for this man, but it is the moment I will never let myself forget...

Love Hi guys, i am 10th grade. There is a boy in my class, that i really like. Sometimes when i am around he pretends to be the good one, he tells he don't smoke and tries to study hard. We sit together in some classes, and if my knee touch his knee totally accidentally, he doesn't mind, so i just leave my knee there and he does the same. He pays attention if i get a better grade and stuff. If i would ask sth he would take his time helping me out. Also I catch him starring at me directly. When he tells a joke, or tell sth he always look at me, straight to my eyes and smile, but the strange thing is that he looks at my eyes till I look away. Although we don't talk on facebook or twitter at all. Am i just making this up, or there is a tiny bit of chance he is just shy, and thinks about me the same? Well, I think I am in love.. Oh and on the end, we always have a free class at thursdays together, so we sit together in dinning room. We play "alias" or hang out. This day is the best day on my week. I baked an apple pie yesterday because I wanted to bring it to school for him. And the such a fail is that he don't like apples. Well anyway I would love to hear your opinion about this, and I would really appreciate it! Thanks for reading my loves. E.*

Shine ( Pt. 2) I went to my room, and tried to hold the tears. I just want to be happy. But, well maybe thats not for me. Someone may think, I have it all, but here I'm trying to put my #life together, and it is so hard to me. I'm 16, and it is my time. So I just need to focus on happiness and try as hard as I can. I sat in front of the mirror for half an hour, figuring out the hardness of #life, after that I went to the kitchen for coffee, because I'm addicted, so addicted to the taste. Oh, shit I have a few minutes left till I need to leave the house. I pulled out of my closet cute sweater and a pair of converse sneakers, and left the house.

Shine (intro) Its me! Im the one! Take me to the light, I want to shine! "I am Melissa, and I'm trying to be perfect. Perfect daughter, student, person. I always have many things on my mind, and will never loose focus, not for a second. I promise to always be responsible for things that I do and never be the reason for you to loose your focus. Because you are so busy and you also have huge responsibilities. Love you mom, Melissa." I am so unhappy with my #life, and I would love to quit, if I could. Some people think, that my #life is perfect, but that's not true. I love my mom, but she thinks that I am pain in the ass. Maybe that's because I have an opinion. Sometimes she pretends that I'm not existing, but when I accidentally make mistake, she is so furious. I put the apology letter on the table and went to my room.

White Dream Chapter 10 I was on my way to Cheryl's room. I made us two cups of coffee and took some biscuits with me. I knocked, nobody answered, so I found my way in. There was dark, cause she pulled the curtains on, she was sleeping, the funny thing, that I founded my cat in her room to. - Cheryl? - I whispered into her ear. She opened her eyes, and looked into mine. - Do you need to leave now? - She asked. - No, I brought some breakfast. -I smiled. After hour and a half a cab was waiting outside. I said goodbye to my friend, and went to the cab. The cab was driving slowly in Ireland streets, maybe because it was raining, maybe the cab driver was out of mood today. Finally, we were in the city center. And I was walking my way to the apartment with two luggages and a cat bag. The building (where I will live) was nice. All white, light green roof. Looked fancy. There were many apartments in this building, but only two which had two floors, and a terrace on the roof. I unlocked the door, putted my stuff on the floor, letted my cat out and we both went to look around. It was quite spacious and light. Many windows, white walls, light wooden floor. I liked it. There were just a little of furniture, kitchen, bed, table. I need to went shopping one day. My cat liked the apartment to, I think because of the space. I took my luggages upstairs, and I was unpacking for quite a while. I was so tired, because I got up early today, so I went for sleep, and took my cat with me. We both felt asleep immediately. I was standing in the garden full of roses, someone was coming. Stranger had a rose in his hand..