isaiah cruz
Bio
Traveler......ask and i shall tell.
Stories (2/0)
Poland's Broken Dream
Poland’s Broken Dream It was the mid-June or July, I had been in the middle east, Kuwait to be exactly. I had been on the Kuwait national football team which is where I met guy who told me about Poland and sold me the dream of this great place, which he ended up being one of my greatest friends later. Late June or early July I was on a plain headed to Sopot the party/vacation city of Poland. I went from a soggy, muggy, dusty, heavy heats over 125 degrees Fahrenheit to mountains of green land, moisturized air, so refreshing it just felt healthier.
By isaiah cruz3 years ago in Humans
Descriptive Side of You
The Leather Sphere It had been traveling as if it was on a set course passing by like an out-of-state family member visiting. The body weirdly was shaped in an oval type of look, its skin coat brown like wet dirt freshly mixed with a white rigid lace exerting down the spine with gap sizes like SpongeBob’s teeth that fingers are placed in for grip. It is stitched in to help hold and accurately place the ball. The shape looked like the head of Hey Arnold from Cartoon Network. The feel of the brown leather oval shape instrument hones like a missile chasing its target. The force could be heard coming at the rip of a whip. If you were to hear the cut of the air, it was literally too late.
By isaiah cruz6 years ago in Unbalanced