To write or not to write_Change of Plans_Space_The Season of Dragons
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To write or not to write
Ugh. Why did I even bother? Again and again had I tried to get him to write, to discover the world of grammar and words. He wrote one story, it was good for his first; I could tell he had potential. Then he gave up. No matter how many times I asked him of he was going to write another, he mumbled that he didn't know and dropped the subject. I continued writing, haven't stopped in over three months. Not for a single day. My characters had become real to me and I couldn't imagine a day without thinking of them and their stories. I've dreamed about meeting them and wished it was real. How could ...
Change of Plans
I always wanted to book a vacation to a tropical island. However, I never thought that I would land up in such a twisted situation. A situation that would land me with a complete stranger. And one who annoyed me to bits.(Two days ago) I booked a vacation to stay at a hotel in the tropical island of Mauritius. This hotel was a very expensive and elegant hotel which was only available to the rich and famous. I was neither, but I wanted to stay at luxurious hotel and hence experience the Mauritian culture and cuisine. I couldn’t afford the cost and so I was advised to book it through a travel age...
Space
Jane and her mother sat transfixed in front of the computer screen; the blood drained from their faces. Neither said a word. This is not at all what they were expecting when they woke up this morning, excited to see their brother and son. Watching a comet collide with Mars and obliterate all life is not something one expects to see on a random www.onedoor.ccWednesday morning. Growing up, Jason was obsessed with everything related to space. He was forever going on about becoming and astronaut when he was small and later dreaming about studying space engineering at Caltech. He never considered other options, ...
The Season of Dragons
The red dragons in the sky cast no shadows below them. The 11-year-old boy in the grass followed them with his eyes, squinting as their translucent, serpentine bodies shimmered and twisted about. The air wavered with the heat of the day, like ripples in water. The dragons swam through it, leaving trails of smoke from their mouths and noses. Ronan swallowed away the itch of thirst in his throat."If I didn't see another summer again, I'd be happy the rest of my life."Ronan sat up from the grass. Helena brushed a hand over her forehead and made a face when it came back sweaty. She groaned and le...