Author: Wanda Miranda

**Personal Diary Entry**Our daughter has always been secretive when it comes to her love life.

The snow fell like icy needles from the grey sky, blanketing the cracked asphalt of the country lane

The scorching sun dips toward the horizon, casting the countryside in shades of gold and amber.

The fisherman woke early, as he always did. Dawn hung over the sea, the air cool and damp, the waves

The bus was over twenty minutes late, and the biting cold began to seep into his bones. Oliver had left

On a bus in London, an elderly woman glared at a young man in a white vest, his arms covered in tattoos.

So, I had to call the police because we kept hearing these weird noises coming from our sofaour dog alerted us first.

**The Light in the Darkness** **Chapter 1: The Break** “Get out, you ungrateful girl!”

**Diary Entry**I never imagined my wedding day would be like this. Nineteen years old, standing in a

**Diary Entry 12th December 2023** “Please, just ten pounds,” the boy begged, kneeling to