The crumbling walls
The crumbling wallsFall all around
Fall all aroundWhile men draw
While men drawPalaces in the dust
Palaces in the dustIt’s been raining all morning. I tried opening White Fang but my eyes kept blurring on the page. Guess I’ve read it too many times. Started looking through some of Mom’s books. She’s got some spooky ones like The Little Girl Who Lives Down the Lane.
White Fang The Little Girl Who Lives Down the Lane.In it, there’s a girl around my age who lives all alone. She’s mega-smart, brave as s**t, and independent. When her dad was dying, he said he never wanted her to lose her spirit, so he figured out a way for her to have money and a house until she grew up.
That would be so amazing. To live by yourself. No school. No one telling you what to do. No mean ki
