It was a dark and stormy night, with the rain pouring down in sheets, making it difficult for anyone to see. Two adults, a man and a woman, were driving in their car with their small boy in the backseat. They were rushing to get home before the storm got worse, but they never made it. As they were driving down a winding road, the car suddenly skidded on a patch of wet leaves and lost control. The vehicle spun out of control, careening off the road and crashing into a nearby tree. The impact was so severe that the car was crushed, and the occupants were trapped inside. The sound of metal grinding against metal was deafening as the car was twisted and mangled.
I write because I am passionate about it and this platform will give me the opportunity to express my emotions through the stories.
Stories are the best way to pull out your imagination in the characters and plot.
For me writing is the medium of escapism and the indulgence into the world of stories and imagination.
I am here to provide some good, subtle stories within my capacity and some deep conversations.
Imagination is the essence of life, without imagination creativity doesn't appear. For me writing is that creativity in which I can indulge my imagination however I want.
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