As I closed my eyes, I was awakened by your laughter. You were guiding me towards a beautiful garden. I ran and whirled with dance in awe and wonder. I had have never been to a place like [I prefer, "such as"] this before. Then as my energy uplifts surged with the uplifting beauty when I had laid my eyes laid upon them, the beautiful gorgeous ray of sunshine and the smell fragrance of the freshly cut grass began to slowly fade into darkness slowly. I held your hand tightly but as we searched for the light, I can could no longer feel your grip. I shouted as aloud; as I could calling out your name; and asking pleading for your help. And but alas in vain.  Tears fell are falling. I was upset, afraid and felt so hopeless. I curled up in the darkness. I kept on crying but no one seems to care. But Then someone helds my hand and with the a familiar voice that is so clear and close to my heart. "Wake up Cathy, it is just it's only a dream" the voice said. I rubbed my eyes and there she was by my side - I saw my mom, holding me tightly and hugged me. She was crying intensely. Her tears flowed profusely.  I don't do not know what to do. It's the My first time I saw in seeing her crying. I can't seem to understand the words. But but I know she's deeply hurt. I then consoled her and pat give her back a pat. Those Reddened eyes were gazing at me closely. Then she starts to a hug and a kiss came upon the my forehead. It feels like - as if she wants to tell me something to me yet she's unable to be delivered.

Good mysterious and riveting!  If you have any question why I corrected as such, don't hesitate to ask. :)

The Unspoken

How are you? When will I see you again? When will I hold your hand? I terribly missed you!!! those That big voice of yours, that wakes me up every morning and your beautiful smile that cheers me up. I'm longing to hug you tightly, and to talk about the things I'm doing now. For sure, you will be thrilled with my stories.

Lately, those joyful days with you, had turned into an empty field. You were reluctant to engage in a conversation with me. In a darkened room, I saw you. You were pacing and pondering it seemed as if something is was bothering you. I was about to approach, but I decided not to. I'll have to wait for the right time.

After school, I rushed at to your door and knocked. I kept on knocking, then suddenly Aya ( the housemaid ), opened the door. I entered inside your room. I kept on calling out your name. But you're not there. I decided to lie in on your bed and wait, because I'm anxious to show the art I made at drew in school.

As I closed my eyes, I was awakened by your laughter. You were guiding me towards a beautiful garden. I ran and whirled with awe and wonder. I had never been to a place like this before. As my energy uplifts with the beauty, I had laid my eyes upon the beautiful ray of sunshine and the smell of the fresh grass, slowly faded to darkness. I held your hand tightly, but as we searched for light, I can no longer feel felt your grip. I shouted as loud as I could, calling out your name and asking for your help. And now tears are falling. I was upset, afraid and hopeless. I curled in the darkness, and I kept on crying, but no one seemed to care. But someone holds my hand, and with the familiar voice that is so clear and close to my heart.  "Wake up Cathy, it is just a dream" the voice said. I rubbed my eyes, and there I saw my mom, holding me tightly and she hugged me. She was crying intensely. I don't know what to do. It's the first time I saw her crying. I can't seem to understand the words. But I know she's deeply hurt. I then console her and pat her on the back. Those red eyes were gazing at me closely. Then she starts to hug me and kiss me on the forehead. It feels like she wants to tell me something, yet she's unable to deliver.

The Unspoken

How are you? When will I see you again? ...When will I hold your hand? I terribly missed you terribly.  , those That big booming voice of yours... that wakes waking me up every morning and your beautiful smile that cheering s me up. I' am longing to hug you tightly. Talk and tell you about the things I' am doing now. For sure you will be thrilled with my stories.

Lately, those joyful days with you, had turned into an empty fields. You were reluctant to engage in a conversation with me. In a darkened room, I seew you. You were Pacing and pondering up and down in ponderance.  It seemed is as if something is bothering you. I was about wanted to approach you, but in the end, I decided no to. I'll have to will bide my time and wait for the right moment time.

After school, I rushed at to your door and knocked. I kept on knocking then when suddenly the "Aya" ( the housemaid ) opened it. the door. I entered inside your room. I kept on calling out your name. But but your not in there. I decided to lie in your bed and wait because as I'am was anxious to show the art that I had made at in school.