The Giver

My way I became the giver, I learned to lie I won't be a skiver I don´t know why. I saw the sun, I got memories of pain; I had a lot of...

The end of “The Giver” Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thaught he heard music too. But ...

A quiz to the last chapters of the story. Please klick here !!! Links to the pictures: http://www.kunstnet.de/werk/30345-apfel  http://ww...

Rosemary’s story Rosemary stand on the stage the crowd in front of her. She saw her parents sitting in the crowd laughing. It seemed that th...

Dear diary! Today I got a memory of love. LOVE is a feeling … I can´t really describe it. It is something special and I have not felt it any...