it is so strange.sometimes,there are lot's of ice on the windows on my bus.but,they are not just ice to me.every time
there is ice on the windows i can make out stories and people in the ice.it's just so strange.
well,i want to be a writer when i grow up and i made up a story out of the pictures. my stories take place in the land
one picture dosen't really tell a story but, is so cool.there is this really tall grim reaper. he is on a horse and the
horse is pulling a cart full of fruit and dead people.i think he is taking them to a dungeon to be punished but i am not
another picture has very small people i call knickknacks.in the picture they are hiding from the two-faced soldiers
because the soldiers are trying to kill them because of something they did.
the last picture is of a half-skeleton half-human girl babysitting a egg.a cross from the city above cracks open the
egg and killed the creature inside.the creature looked like a bird.another part of the story is there are figures in
the trees.one is crying and is wiping away her tears with the hide of a bird.i think it is because the bird was the
sometimes i pretend i am the princess of jani. when i become a writer i might publish a book with those stories and
more.i will call it tales of jani. i hope you enjoyed my stories.