Cloe is a sporty kind of girl she admires her love from a far and kept it a secret she always felt this was about him from young. It's her last year in highschool and she wants to go out with a BANG! Will Cloe get a chance or will faith shoot her down once again? Story was created in 2013 Written By Winter Rosa-Anna http://wattpad.com/WinterRoseAnna
Her Scent . noun1. a distinctive smell, especially one that is pleasant. "the scent of freshly cut hay"synonyms: smell, fragrance, aroma, perfume, redolence, savor, odor, whiff" I was thinking if you wanted to go out for a coffee or something nothing major just like a thank you coffee. You can totally say no I get it." Was she tying to hit on me is this a western thing I've ever been "hit on before" I might be just overthinking this is just a friendly gesture."That sounds wonderful to me. I do not know many places around here so you have to pick the place" I said with a smile " Sounds good to me, Thanks again" she walked away towards her condo just as I was going to shut my door she yelled out " Oh wait how rude of me I didn't catch your name" she asked I yelled back from my door " Hiroshi... Ren Hiroshi" I smiled she waved at me " I'm Athena Bryan."(UNEDITED)
This is a short story more of an letter from a dying man to his lover.Written By Winter Rosa-Anna http://wattpad.com/WinterRoseAnna
Cold Concrete Lays Against My Lonely Body I Am A Prisoner Of My MindWritten By Winter Rosa-Anna http://wattpad.com/WinterRoseAnna
My names Winter, I thought I would open my heart to the world letting it see all my flaws and fears something I once hid. See fear is just lonely and just wants company fear doesn’t want others to see it because it is scared, But; what do you do when your no longer scared?
A Poem Written By A Broken HeartWritten By Winter Rosa-Anna http://wattpad.com/WinterRoseAnna