The boy ran barefoot through the daisy-flecked grass, his eyes gleaming like molten honey beneath the final rays of sunlight. He danced between the flowers, trampling the fire ants beneath the pads of his feet. Like an unhinged god, thrown down from the sky. We were young back then, two devils running as fast as … More 04 Descriptive Writing

Hi, my name is Billie and this is my blog. I am 14 years old and my birthday is the 19th of October. I moved to Antwerp, Belgium when I was 4 years old and have lived there ever since.