Forbidden to write, as a boy who struggled to read, the man wrote, wrote and wrote. Now his words have readers all around the globe.
Sweat rains from my body as I near the end of my run. I keep myself going by remembering that I am my father’s legacy.
“Hey, my love, about to depart. see you soon” Here I am, reading his message over again, Two years have passed but he never came.
25 Word Stories This length of a story allows you to stretch out your essence a bit, to add a bit more feeling or emotion to this story of who you are at your core, of what matters most to you. Staying with the deep structure of beginning, muddle,...
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