Novels by Sansan

"Once upon a time, in the village of Szar lived a man named Arthur Willow. He was tall , well built and had deep blue eyes. He was a very kind man and had never hurted a single soul. All the villagers were very fond of him and his whole aura. He was a lumberjack. He had a beautiful wife and two lovely children. One day while chopping the wood in the forest , the weather got cloudy and strong winds started to blow. It was as if the monsoons were near. He decided to hurry up and head home before it gets dark and dangerous. On his way home he heard someone weeping by the river. It was getting dark but he couldn't leave that person alone in the forest. He went in the direction of the sound and saw a little kid sitting on a log beside the river and crying. He went forward to ask the kid but suddenly the kid ran towards the river and jumped into it. Arthur's eyes couldn't believe what he saw. He immediately put his bundle of logs down and ran towards the river . He couldn't see anyone in

She looked at the mirror... There was dark beneath her eyes But all she could see, was the hardwork that made her thrive. Wrinkles by her side, didn't bother her at all, For all she remembered was the smiles she'd been blessed with. Her poor sight never stood in her way..since she was accompanied by her souvenirs The intricate articles, the daisies and the familiar scent. Grey in her hair , was from the journey that was worth for... She was growing old, she was becoming the very pure essence. Ms. Valerie had just moved next-door. She was old but didn't like being called grandma.The children on the block learnt it the hard way; but otherwise she was a very lovely person. Ms. Valerie had a beautiful front yard. Lush green grass all over , lined with red, yellow, white and pink coloured shrubs of roses. She took good care of all her plants. Had Bougainville hanging infront of her front door and a big orange tree wi

"Oh, look! what a pretty bird! Do you know what it's called?", Amy asked . Her big blue eyes were twinkling with wonder. "Oh yes, it's an Eastern bluebird.", I replied. "Whoa, it looks so beautiful. It would be so much fun , if could fly like the birds.", she said admiring the bird flying gracefully across the widespread blue. "Yeah it would be pretty awesome. We could see the entire world from up there and go wherever we want, whenever we want." "That's exactly what my grandma says. You know she says that she bets the world looks like a mystical land from up there and that birds they always fly together as a flock, though they are individually exploring. The unity that they showcase and the way they protect eachother is really inspiring.", she said playing with a twig . Amy was indeed a very bright and lively little girl. I met her while on a road trip to a Lake near the countryside. It was spring break, so my friends and I had decided to go on a trip. We had booked a

Dear Audrea, I sit to write a letter to you, and I am all '5' again; there's a lot to say to you but somehow I don't know how to form proper sentences!duh. There is just something about you, that makes me loose my mind(in a good way:)) and I just go blank ,the way I used to before the exams, but so much better. I scribble and scribble and then tear the page off, crumble it. I wanted this to be so perfect, but I know better now. It isn't supposed to be perfect, it's just supposed to be from the bottom of my heart. The first time I saw you, my heart skipped a beat and I just knew that you were gonna become this important part of my life. I want you to know that, my atoms have always loved your atoms, ever since they have know you. Infact, they have never stopped loving your atoms. Well I don't know what I am talking anymore heh..or how much this makes sense to you; but I know this for sure that ever since I have layed eyes on you, there hasn't been a day where I haven'

I was gazing out of the car window, it was raining heavily and Earth's pleasant scent was all in the air. There was a toad out in the front, chasing a tiny, blue butterfly. The butterfly was teasing him , oh but it looked like he was having a great time. Good for him! Kai dropped me home and kissed me goodbye. I had just got out of the shower. Made a hot cocoa for myself and snuggled up in a blanket with "fault in our stars" Now I was reading the part where Hazel reads the letter to Augustus. It took me back to the time when someone special had written a crazy letter for me back in time . Bubbles. Bubbles was no ordinary guy, there was something very special about him, about his whole aura. I was 14 when I met bubbles. I was looking for new books in a store down the street, because you just can not get enough. Am I right or am I right? Well, I was looking for something in the horror/thriller section. Stefen King's "The Stand" caught my eyes I went to get the bo

No one's gonna appreciate you,Until you do. No one's gonna stand for you,Until you do...The alarm blared in my ears and I woke up to a very pleasant Monday morning. I say pleasant, because that day I was going to Aunt Adele's in the Pacifica, CA.Aunt Adele and Victor got married very young, they struggled alot during the beginning but they together managed to get out of it and bought their first home. A little lake house in the countryside of Pacifica. A couple of years after that, they moved to San Diego.Uncle Victor, passed away after their 25 years of togetherness. Aunt Adele lost the love of her life, but I never saw her whining. She was a strong-willed woman and cherished the moments that she had spent with her lovely husband. As I always say, "Sometimes it's not necessary that your journey ends the way you want it to.So you just have to learn from the adventures and save the polaroids."She moved back to the countryside la