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Manahel JavaidDini LestariAmia Stories 04-07

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  • UNPREDICTABLE DAY
  • Rosy Possibly
  • Origami
  • White Memories
  • UNPREDICTABLE DAY

    There were bestfriends named Bareeha and Tahmiya. They were so excited for the new beginning in the High School. They both organise everything according to summer season. They decided to wear jeans with t-shirt that made them feel easy, confident and stylish. They get out of their beds, to be on time in classroom. Bareeha picked Tahmiya from her house and they were on the way to their new beginning. As,  they entered the High School suddenly, it started snow. There were sudden change of weather at that time. You were not  being able to say something about nature. As in the morning it was snowi...H9Mone door

    Rosy Possibly

    I sway my feet on central park. That saturday seems to be more crowded that usual. The bike, doubled. The runners, oh gosh anchovies like with their dogs as the ocean. I would never thrown my self to stuffy crowds willingly to be honest. My saturday was only for my bed, but my therapist said pick one hobbie you want to be good at and commit to it. Underline, commit to it. There's a million things i want to try but commitment, i don't want to ruin your expectation about me but i can't promise it. It's scarry things. Like feeding a pack of abandoned wolf puppy. You give your time and money to ra...H9Mone door

    Origami

    The dove came in the mail, perfectly intact, a note etched on the side. The swan had come two days earlier, perched atop her front porch. How did he even know her address? Sighing, Zahari pinched the creases of the perfect colored paper, running her finger along every folded edge. How long had it been since they touched the same surface, broke the same bread? Twenty years, givwww.onedoor.cce or take some. She didn’t read the note. Or, at least she told herself she didn’t lock eyes with it and read everything inscribed upon the paper. He still had the best calligraphy and cursive she’d ever seen.Do you want...H9Mone door

    White Memories

    Dread is crawling down my spine as my eyes are glued to the window. The last time I saw snow was when I died, sixteen years ago. Who would have thought, that such a mesmerising day would turn into the most agonising one of my life? Not me… I still, to this day remember how it felt; taking that cold and crisp breath for the last time. As the seconds were passing it was less and less cold, the warmth was taking over my body. It sounds strange I have to admit. Usually, as you are dying you would feel cold because the heart starts beating slower and the blood is leaving your body at abnormal speed...H9Mone door

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