Life long, unto life, I am betrothed; contented with this flesh in which I’m clothed; wearing this golden ring of days with pride; happily sleeping by the Springtime’s side.

This is a really old book i think i wrote when i was 9 or ten i think. i copied it here from google docs.Ha...yeah its not the best.

“Julia? Julia?” The voice seems distant ...calling...Julia? then i remember. julia Jackson was me---or still is me. One way or the other...my head feels light and foggy

He would use a tooth brush to also clean his toilet

this is a short fairy tale i wrote for one of my english projects, but didnt actually submit. my friend said it wasnt good enough what do you think?

his special spot where once he came as a pup lost and afraid to challenge anyone in the pack

ok well this is a movie scrip that i wanna do. its not finished but i want to know your views on it so far. thx