emilooguinness

It was a beautiful house, old and wooden. I remember moving in. I was only six but as it was the first day I set eyes on it, I’ll remember ...

It was a fresh summers evening, the sun still high in the sky shone down warming the grass and the cobble path. I took my shoes off and laid them ...

I miss her eyes. Her beautiful, golden eyes. They were a colour id never seen before. It was a warm loving colour, just like her. I remember her smile, her ...