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The moon peeped through the floating clouds. Though it is a full moon night, thick branches of trees shaded the path dark and uninviting. Hardly having time to look at the twinkling stars, Saranya ran on the narrow street to reach her home safely. As an avid reader, she knew what a twist in a story would be. But not even a wild guess about the twist in her life that would happen.
A voice from the crowd in that gymnasium timidly asked in the question and answer session (why): βif you have come this far, why do you think you still need cigarettesβ. I didnβt have an answer for him. I feel like we had at least that in common.
A sudden downpour in the evening may bring disruption of normal life. With the roads flooded and dark without street lamps may turn a place scary and unsafe. Walking on a road at dusk may not only invite bad men, but also bad souls that wander to take revenge on people who walk by their way. Could Saranya feel the presence of a soul near her? Probably, yes.
Hello, my name is Marcus Chapin and I have been writing on and off for many years. Stories that I like to write are fictional, but can feel at most times nonfictional as if the event occurred. Hope you enjoy!
It's just something I thought about while sitting down alone. Hopefully it makes some sense but if not, let me know.
I wanted to write the story of my life for years, but never took the time to do it. I feel that it's time to share my store with the world so that I'm able to get closure and help someone who may have experienced some of my pain or who's experiencing it now. I hope that someone can get some help through my LIFE experiences.