Hello, everyone! My name is Nadiia, you probably noticed, I have another blog about healthy eating and sports, it is my passion) As for this blog, I just decided to share my thoughts, my feelings. Do not judge, I am not a professional writer, I just trying to express myself.
When I am passing by the old tree on the way to my friend, sometimes I stop. I think,it would be wonderful if tree could talk. How many stories it could tell, what it seen. Just think, some trees live centuries, we would know more historical facts, you know, they have witnessed so many moments.
Do you believe that history which we learning is totally true? I believe that sometimes people changing it for their profit or just for desire being famous. As for trees, they know all.
Last month when you went to your new home in another country. Darcy and I, if you remember her, went to the forest, which was situated near our school. It was Friday evening near the end of October. It was so cold and very unusual that evening. That forest was really strange. It’s a dark place where we felt some dismay. My mind was confused, because I was hearig weird things, like somebody calling to us from the forest. It wanted us to go deep inside.
Hello,everyone! This is my second blog, so do not be confused if you gonna see similar name here)
Just yesterday evening I was thinking a lot. So, I would like to share with you my thoughts and feelings. By this I mean, I used to write some short stories and poems before, I lost lots of them simply, because I did not like them or with any other reason, but I kept one story which I wrote many years ago.
I am not professional, I am just dreamer. Sometimes I daydreaming about everything in the world. Then in my head appears some story.