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Dreamsvoice Posted 21 years ago
Essay & Composition Writing
A Candle in the Dark ( short story )
Hi, I'm a new member here and I thought I'd share this short story with you. It's not finished yet but it would be if you like it. so please tell me your opinions.
I am in my way to him. My mind does not function well. All I think about is reaching him before … before what I do not force myself to think about. I love him so much and now more than ever. What happens after I get there, I do not care. All I want is to be there for him just as he always did to me.
My eyes feel so heavy for I did not sleep at all last night and my mind is slipping away. I remember the first time I came to I did not have much sleep back then because of the excitement and all. My mind goes deeper as I recollect the pieces of memories from my former life in K.S.A, before I become a famous writer or my sweet little baby is born or even before I meet her kind handsome father.
I was eighteen, an age in which I had to make big choices for I had just graduated from high school and had to pick a college to complete my education. However, that was not so hard, since I have chosen what I wanted many years ago. English department was my first and only choice and in it, I was enrolled. In fact, my passion to learn English started very young especially when attached to my other passion, which was traveling.
I also wanted to be mentioned in history. I wanted kids to study my life as a person who did something worthy in this life. Nevertheless, I was not a president of a country or a genius scientist and all I had was my pen and paper. So I knew that my only way to join history was to be a writer, a very famous one. I mean I love writing, I have a daily journal and I am good in writing essays at school and above all, I really like reading.
Studying in the college was my first step while studying abroad was my biggest goal. I wanted to study in either or to master the language and publish my books but one city has changed all my plans. with its large bridge and beautiful opera house had captivated my mind and erased every thing else.
My parents did not like the idea of studying abroad especially alone but my wishes were granted and they did not fight my decision. For I intended to have a scholarship to and with a little persuasion, my dad was soon satisfied. He wanted his children to have the highest education they can get and if I can have a higher one in , he would sacrifice me for three years; that and the idea of me living with my uncle's family who has been there for two years now.
To Be Continued.
I am in my way to him. My mind does not function well. All I think about is reaching him before … before what I do not force myself to think about. I love him so much and now more than ever. What happens after I get there, I do not care. All I want is to be there for him just as he always did to me.
My eyes feel so heavy for I did not sleep at all last night and my mind is slipping away. I remember the first time I came to I did not have much sleep back then because of the excitement and all. My mind goes deeper as I recollect the pieces of memories from my former life in K.S.A, before I become a famous writer or my sweet little baby is born or even before I meet her kind handsome father.
I was eighteen, an age in which I had to make big choices for I had just graduated from high school and had to pick a college to complete my education. However, that was not so hard, since I have chosen what I wanted many years ago. English department was my first and only choice and in it, I was enrolled. In fact, my passion to learn English started very young especially when attached to my other passion, which was traveling.
I also wanted to be mentioned in history. I wanted kids to study my life as a person who did something worthy in this life. Nevertheless, I was not a president of a country or a genius scientist and all I had was my pen and paper. So I knew that my only way to join history was to be a writer, a very famous one. I mean I love writing, I have a daily journal and I am good in writing essays at school and above all, I really like reading.
Studying in the college was my first step while studying abroad was my biggest goal. I wanted to study in either or to master the language and publish my books but one city has changed all my plans. with its large bridge and beautiful opera house had captivated my mind and erased every thing else.
My parents did not like the idea of studying abroad especially alone but my wishes were granted and they did not fight my decision. For I intended to have a scholarship to and with a little persuasion, my dad was soon satisfied. He wanted his children to have the highest education they can get and if I can have a higher one in , he would sacrifice me for three years; that and the idea of me living with my uncle's family who has been there for two years now.
To Be Continued.
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