Where the Walls Remember

          WHAT CAME BEFOREI had owned the house for barely a week when I found the letters.The attic was the last place I had yet to clean. It was cramped and dusty, filled with the remnants of a life...

Sarah AA 14-year-old writer with a fondness for literature, curious ideas, and stories that linger long after the final page. Writing is my way of making sense of an endlessly fascinating world.