The little girl cried her heart out when
she saw the beheading of a fish in a market for the first time. Tears rolled
down her cheek as she sobbed uncontrollably and buried her face on her father's
tummy. A part of innocence died that day...
Saturday, 28 February 2015
Wednesday, 25 February 2015
Illusions
Mum showed me a world of opportunities and said I could be anything I wanted when I grow up. I imagined being a superhero, an emperor, a doctor, an army personnel.. Everything I could imagine... Now my illusions are no more illusions, they are my reality.... I grew up to be a schizophrenic
Monday, 23 February 2015
Saturday, 21 February 2015
I want to write stuff but I don't have patience to write long stories; and neither can i find happy endings to my stories. So a change of plan happened and I decided to write extremely small stories.
This idea came into being after I read stories on www.terriblytinytales.com.
So I've decided to write a small story as frequently as possible.
if I can think it I can write it...
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