corrtona

I pondered on my computer thinking of what I could write or what would be a good beginning to a new story. I wanted to write, but nothing came to mind as I let my eyes wonder outside my window and to see if what's happening outside might trigger an idea to rise in my mind. Although I don't see anything but the trees on my lot and the feeling of the wind blowing gently against the leaves. I see a small petal that fell off of my flower, when all of a sudden something comes to me that might make a great beginning to my story that plays within my imagination only to make a small scenario come alive before my eyes and what I see is both amazing an