WRITINGS | Doru

I forgot how it started

I forgot how it started. It must have been a thought forgotten in the back of my mind, something that you ignore and dismiss as...

I cried a heart out. It slipped through my eyelashes and bounced a few times on a table in front of me. It happened — an accident. I was...

Let me start by saying that I wasn't always a good guy... and well, nor am I entirely one today. But then again, who am I to judge.

“Remember,” my grandmother said, “what you answer right now might change your life forever.” Breathe in, let the air fill your lungs and...

“It’s funny,” I told myself, “how we get attached to things and people we never knew we needed in our lives.” And I held my hands high...