Read, Write & Publish Short Stories
I stare into darkness. The world seems too tempting, but my whole body is in opposition to it. Without air I can possibly survive, but without him, I can’t.
I was a complete workaholic. Nothing mattered as much as my work did. Or so I thought. I had a family just to show everyone that I was human
While time didn’t seem all that important, reason did. I don’t bawl over the fact that he came back after twelve long, dreary years, but a why lingers
Same old lines, same old threats. I’d grown tired of them arguing over and over again. Daddy wouldn’t change, and Mummy will never stop trying
Ella had been living in Kerala this far. Her father got transferred recently to Rajasthan. In Kerala, rain was not something people had not seen
I had my head buried in my hands, and there were tears in my eyes. An unusual thing for me. Being a girl isn’t that easy. Being an orphan….there’s no telling
This funny incident which I am going to relate to you happened when I was in 6th. It was the last day that we (our whole class) would be seeing each other in 6th
I’m not sure how my life would have turned out, if I hadn’t met Will when I did. But of one thing I’m sure. It wouldn’t have been this nice.
