I know I will not ask for help

I felt sad and decided to produce it in the form of poetry. I do not know what will help. Continue reading I know I will not ask for help


Chapter 5 – Truth

The sun shone brighter than it had on the other days. In the afterglow of last night, I hurried down to breakfast to find Wally standing sternly at the door. He looked at me with an air on intimidation. He knew. ‘Why did not you tell me? I thought we were supposed to have no secrets! These are not things you hide from your best friend’, he commanded, making himself busy by looking around into the room. He was twisting his fingers in a way he does when he wants to appear angry. He looked nervously at my dad, and … Continue reading Chapter 5 – Truth

Chapter 4 – Lights

The lamps were hoisted high above the ground, and a long wooden pathway led us to a large park with Chinese lanterns tethered all around it. It was a splendid sight. The garden looked as if it had been decorated with fireflies fluttering happily, and winking at me. I looked at Wally in surprise and almost sprinted forward. ‘Did you do all this?’ I said; my smile widening. He held my hand and walked me through the pebble laid path at the foot of which stood a large tent smothered in fairy-lights. There was a big round wooden table sitting … Continue reading Chapter 4 – Lights