I’m scrawling this in my notebook, unable to read my words as the fire dies down to glowing embers. I have my mug of tea in…
I don’t want to write about coronavirus anymore. I don’t want to think about it anymore. But I guess I must. Such is life, hey. This…
It’s how the idyllic Aussie summer is spent: on the beach. Swimming, surfing, fishing. Building sand castles. Eating fish and chips. Playing beach cricket. Feeling the…
When I was younger, my favourite t-shirt had the slogan “LIVE TRUE”. At the time, I loved it because it had my name on it. Now,…
Lately, I have been thinking about True-Story’s purpose, and trying to figure out exactly what this blog is about. Over the next few weeks I thought…
I think I’ve told you before, I love watching the sun rise. However, sunsets also capture my attention. I live in a place well-known for its…
When I was two years old, and my sister Gabby was two months old, we went to Kenya for around two months. We have friends who…
A souvenir from England for those who enjoy picnics and parks, dreams and good books, blue skies and soft grass. Particularly thinking of my friends Olivia,…
I was busy getting ready for school when the incredibly vibrant colours of the sunrise caught my eye. Sunrises are definitely my favourite. I love the…
This is a partly true story. I wrote it from a fictional perspective for an English assignment titled “My Favourite Place”, but since then, I have…