wammys house

One sunny summer morning in the city of England, the hustle and bustle all around Winchester were quite small, but inside that big orphanage across the street, there was a little girl crying all alone in the corner of her room. She cried and cried as she hugged her white teddy kubeba close to her chest. Her parents, wewe see, had just been betrayed kwa her brother the night before, her father was killed, and she feared that she would never see her mother au her baby brother again. There was a knock at the doorway, she turned to face the chanzo of the noise, and there, to her amazement, stood a...

Title: Closest to the Heart
Length: Drabble
Author: VanitasFajitas/IllusionDolls/Matt's Goggles

You very, very carefully take a few, slow steps outside, your knees trembling all the while.

In your widened eyes, all of the fear and unknowing of a Lost little girl is plain to see. On the porch, wewe watch the snowflakes flutter throughout the cold, morning air, waiting for something. For something to happen.

It's been five days since your release from the hospital. The kitanda in your room is familiar and comfortable, but it is no different from that hard old kitanda at the hospital. Why, one may ask? Because,...