I witnessed her disappearing behind the shadows of her past. It is true, I believe, that you can walk away from your past, but the past never walks away from you. It lurks in the depth of your soul, locked away in a fortress you barely visit.
Ever since she occupied her side lower and upper berth along with her father, they had become people of interest. All credit goes solely to her father. Read family story
He loved it when she called him that. He had grown up listening to all kinds of names conjured up to make him realize how different and special child he was.
She looked in awe when he slid a ring into it. He couldn’t recognize her tears from the raindrops. An obvious understanding dawned upon her, she was his, forever.
As mournful as I am today, I am equally grateful to have lived this life. To have found love, friendship, happiness, served with a slight taste of hate, sadness and remorse.
He looked down towards his destination for one last time. He saw life, swarming through the streets. Closing his eyes he took a deep thought.
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It was the darkest night of her life. Her cry was as loud as thunder but it fell on deaf ears which failed to perceive them.
A story about an ailing mother and her love for her dead husband. She renounced everything that she ever cared for only to be with him.