What’s to writing?
When I was a kid, I was eating books on bread. I lived with my grandmother, an old and rough woman, and I had no friends. In the third grade, our teacher asked us to write a story about our … Continue reading
When I was a kid, I was eating books on bread. I lived with my grandmother, an old and rough woman, and I had no friends. In the third grade, our teacher asked us to write a story about our … Continue reading