I'm the new black, but in color and that color is all the words that come up from inside my head. Fact: This Blog is for me to feel like a real writer. It's just like the feeling that the characters from the movie "you got mail" felt when those words appeared on the screen, that's how I feel when I clicked on P.U.B.L.I.S.H.E.D. That's just a great feeling. I can't see myself no writing in the sense of forever. Writing is magic and when you read me becomes true and when you comment starts to scream. I just love it. A place to be, to let myself go.
We shouldn’t keep Secrets, they are bad for the Health
Once upon a time there was a Lady that kept secrets. People around her were just so much excited to tell someone about what they have heard or done that they needed to tell someone and Marin was the one to tell. You see, she arrived to town when she was like 13 years old, nobody knew her, nobody knew from where she came from and since then she hasn’t said a word; so in agreement, everybody thought since then that she was deaf, but little did they know; she was just like them, she could hear and not just that she was like them because she also gets excited and wants to tell, but the difference is that she doesn’t have anybody to tell except for her books. All of the secrets of the town are inside her books in a code shape system. Can you imagine what would happen if they all knew about it?