Oldbuilding Stories

They were red. They were a hundred and they did not blink and just like that, they disappeared All at once. Written by: Masie Ranked #49 on 13/2/18

I slightly pushed the door as it opened widely. My eyes stayed locked on the roses & candles that were scattered all around the place. This was it. He had found me.

It was a beautiful day when I saw the melting tears, having many melting stories, just along the road. Building was in a deep thoughts of old stories and a little hope...

What was it about this place? It was calling to her, pulling her closer. Just a run down ordinary school ...but packed full of history. A history that twists and binds...

"Sana mas matagal pa kitang makasama"

"I feel regret for what I did!", a sharp and a blunt voice escaped from my throat. The place I was staying in had a strange atmosphere . I can sense fair light...

a poem inspired by a building at truman state university! enjoy!!

A short poem a wrote after seeing many ruins of medieval buildings while searching for dinosaur footprints in Spain💕