Wednesday, 14 May 2014 | Views [122] | Scholarship Entry
I was sitting at the back of our car, sulking. My mother braided my hair with a nice hairpin. My sister seemed lost and not understood a thing. I was ten. It was already dark; stars could be seen, no moon, and the chilly air at night crushed my face ... Read more >
Tags: 2014 Travel Writing Scholarship - Euro Roadtrip
